Its Wednesday 24 September, a public holiday. Its about 6am and I’m lying here thinking of how badly I want this.
“please God, please God, let this be my bfp!!”
I get out of bed and start to shake. There are two more test left in the bathroom cupboard and I am going to use one right now.
I peed in a cup and stuck the Maybe Bay test in…
I’m shaking… I think to myself, how much I hope this is it! Please God let this be it. I am thinking about how October is the anniversary of my Due Date from my January pregnancy, I so badly want to be pregnant before then. Maybe it will ease the pain?
3mins have past time to look…
There it is!
Now I am shaking like a leaf,I don’t know what day I am past ovulation because my chart was so wacky this month. But I can see it! Clear as day!
I sneak back to bed, my dear husband is still fast asleep… I’m not going to tell him yet, he has a big day planned. He’s going to a concert with some friends and I don’t want him to go thinking he is leaving his pregnant wife at home alone while he parties (I actually need the time to sit and reflect and collect my thoughts and feelings)
This is it... It all starts here, now.
“please God, please God, let this be my bfp!!”
I get out of bed and start to shake. There are two more test left in the bathroom cupboard and I am going to use one right now.
I peed in a cup and stuck the Maybe Bay test in…
I’m shaking… I think to myself, how much I hope this is it! Please God let this be it. I am thinking about how October is the anniversary of my Due Date from my January pregnancy, I so badly want to be pregnant before then. Maybe it will ease the pain?
3mins have past time to look…
There it is!
Now I am shaking like a leaf,I don’t know what day I am past ovulation because my chart was so wacky this month. But I can see it! Clear as day!
I sneak back to bed, my dear husband is still fast asleep… I’m not going to tell him yet, he has a big day planned. He’s going to a concert with some friends and I don’t want him to go thinking he is leaving his pregnant wife at home alone while he parties (I actually need the time to sit and reflect and collect my thoughts and feelings)This is it... It all starts here, now.
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