Ugh! That is how I feel about the fact that AF (Aunt Flo- my period) finally came. On 4/29, the day we should have been celebrating a birthday, I was able to POAS. Well, that test came back negative and I was heartbroken. I sat in my recliner and cried. I woke Cory up and cried in bed. I went for a walk and cried as I watched the moms with their babies. I couldn't get a grip; I was numb. Throughout this last cycle, I tried not to get my hopes up, but I wanted to stay somewhat positive because I knew there could be a chance. Well, AF never came, so I started to think that there may be a possibility that I could be pregnant...I didn't get too hopeful, but it definitely consumed me. I tested multiple times, and even got a new kind of test, but regardless, it came back negative. So, now we begin everything again and I deal with the cramps and what not all for the next five days. Oh the joys of being a woman :)
Until my next post on "Giving it to God"... God bless!
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