So, I was a very patient girl and waited for af to show up on march 4th like she was supposed to. She didn't. So then came march 5th, and it's like 7:00pm at night so i was thinkin... wow, she STILL hasn't come, so now I'm starting to get a little excited. I start noticing some symptoms I had last time, so I'm sure now that this is it!! Well, I finally built up the strength to take a test, and as soon as a wiped afterward (sorry tmi) There she was.... I was like, "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING" perfect timing right? SO not only did she show in full ouchie force, I also got the joy of seeing another beautiful BFN!
Talk about a crappy night. SO... I ended up crying so hard that I threw up like 4 or 5 times, then finally falling asleep. I was so mad at myself for allowing myself to believe that this was it so early on. It makes it so much harder to deal with a BFN when you actually think you might be pg.
I'm just so tired of waiting, and feeling like I am being left behind, as I watch all my friends/family move forward with their pregnancies.
Anyways, If you have read this entire thing, thanks, lol. Sorry for the rant