Ode to the Evaporation Line

I struggled for a long time about whether I wanted to go here with this blog. My deciding factor was to go for it. I decided that trying to have a baby is a huge part of my life, and if I leave out that concept you might never get a feel for who I really am. With that being said I do not plan on this blog primarily being used for an outlet of my TTC frustrations.

However today you WILL here my frustrations on TTC. I'm about 14 days past ovulation, and today is 2 weeks from the date of my trigger. My Dr. told me to test today, and after yesterdays negative result I wasn't sure I was going to test today. However about 10am I got the urge to go to the bathroom and couldn't help myself. I took the test and again saw nothing. This led me to pulling apart the test and again nothing. I tossed it in the trash broken and all. Two hours later I find myself back in the bathroom fishing through the trash. It is not without guilt that I share this with you. However as I pulled out the test my heart skipped a beat as I saw a very very light pink line. Of course 2 hours after taking the test I can't be sure if it was a positive test that took a little longer then the allowed 2 mins I gave it, or if it was an dreaded evaporation line!

Of course not knowing which it was I pulled out my camera...



which then lead me to do this...



and this...



and of course this...



I guess if AF doesn't show up in the next few days I will take a digital test and confirm...did I mention I'm obsessed.