After celebrating my positive pregnancy test on Monday morning, I can honestly say I was on Cloud Nine. I was thinking positive thoughts and just "knew" this baby was going to be the one we took home. Keep in mind that I got my BFP at 8 DPO...I still had 6 days until my period was even due.
Fast forward to Tuesday afternoon. Took another test because I am a serial tester. Negative. I was paralyzed. I'm not one to believe in "jinxing" yourself and with all of my pregnancies I have shared the news early because I am simply too excited to keep it to myself. I had told a few co-workers and my family about this. Specifically people who have been by my side through my previous 4 losses.
After taking that test, my husband went out to get me the always-reliable "First Response" tests because I had been taking internet cheapo tests. The First Response came back negative Tuesday afternoon AND this morning.
What the heck is going on!??!?! I KNOW there was a line. My husband even saw it, so I wasn't squinting-in-the-sunlight-with-a-flashlight looking at it. It was plain as day. I wish I had taken a picture of that sucker. Here are my theories:
1. Chemical pregnancy - essentially, another miscarriage
2. Faulty test? I'm going to wait a few days and test again because my period isn't due until Saturday/Sunday.
I'm on Crinone gel, which has made me a hormonal mess. I spent over an hour last night crying to Tom and texting two of my closest friends through tears. I've had some fleeting nausea and on Monday I was all-out SICK (vomiting, nausea, etc.)
Does anyone have any other ideas? I'm trying to hold out hope, but it's fading...