Have you ever stared at negative HPT so long that you thought you were going to go cross-eyed?
I have.
I looked for the second line, but not reasonable person would say that one was there. I (being somewhat less than reasonable) almost managed to convince myself that there was a very, very, VERY faint second line. Emphasis on the almost.
As a result of this morning’s POAS adventure, I have wasted most of the day doing the following four things:
1. Getting weepy. No full on crying yet, but definitely weepiness.
2. Trying to convince myself that it is just too early and that I really am pregnant.
3. Trying to convince myself that the bulk package of HPTs from China that I bought on eBay are totally unreliable.
4. Reading the Consumer Reports article on HPTs.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that’s right. I researched HPTs on Consumer Reports. Clearly, I am in full-on obsess mode, which will be hard to hide from DH this weekend. He has no idea about this morning’s HPT because he doesn’t think I should test until Monday’s beta.
I think I want to scream.
