April Foolin' Me

So.... I was all insane last week... I totally convinced myself I could be *gulp* you know... knocked up again... and obsessively counted the days 'til I could test early. For example, with Travis.... I tested faintly + for the first time at 10 dpo (days past ovulation).

So, Friday morning, being The Day, I went to Target and put a huge-ass package of SIZE 5 diapers in the cart. I nonchalantly perused the discreet (HA!) "section" where all of the feminine hygene, lube, and other embarrassing products can be found. I settled on one of those newfangled digital Clearblue dealies.... 2 for the price of 1, and all that. I made my way up to the front of the store, and made sure I got into a woman's checkstand. I made eye contact, and smiled, etc. Seriously, I don't think you're an adult when you can buy pregnancy tests without being totally mortified. I paid, and we left. I was cool, composed, and confident. No big deal, right?

As soon as I was in the car, it was a whole different story. I tore into the package like a crazed test-obsessed junkie woman. You see, being 10:00am, I wasn't going to be using the preferred first morning pee. Nope, I was instead witholding liquids since 8:30 am and "holding it" until I got home. Yeah, I'm not going to take a pregnancy test in my car, people... :)
I just wanted to be sure I was clear (HA!) on the directions of The Test.


We went home, and I plopped Travis in front of Zoboomafoo. I assembled The Test, and went to the potty. I carefully aimed the stick into my pee. I only managed to get a little on my hands, LOL! :)

I waited, and waited, and waited.... The digital display started to flash, indicating that the test was working, and processing. Then, those golden words appeared. Not Pregnant. Woo hoo! :) As much as I really want another little one,I REALLY want to wait til The Boy is 2 before we do this again.

Wanna know a secret? I never told hubby about any of this, AND I started my period the NEXT morning of APRIL FOOL'S day. Yup, the old Universe was laughing at my dumb ass for spending 10 bucks on a test only to let me know for SURE the next day what the answer was. So, either my cycle is apparently all whacked out, or I am really crappy at keeping track of what day my March period started, or BOTH.