every month I've been the (for lack of a better word) psycho one. I would freak out over every single symptom during the TWW. Last cycle I found out I have a condition called fibrocystic breast. If you don't know what that is, essentially after I ovulate my boobs become bumpy and hurt really bad, they get swollen and feel like when I was pregnant with my daughter. It starts 10dpo and doesn't stop until I get my period or right before, when ever the next hormone gets released to bring down progesterone. When I get pregnant my doctor said chances are I'd continue to experience it until or half way through the 2nd trimester. Hubby doesn't get it so when my boobs hurt he thinks it's one or the other, I got my period or I'm pregnant because that's how most women's bodies work. Well last night he thought things were off and asked if I got my period. I'm 5dpo today so yesterday I told him that it doesn't work that fast and I had like 10 more days until AF was due. He didn't really get it i don't think, and asked how I was feeling. Again he doesn't get this condition I have so even though my boobs are killing me it doesn't mean one or the other. He rubbed my tummy and said "I just want there to be a baby in there, I'm feeling good about it this time". Normally he is my reason during the madness and talks me outta testing and what not. this month he is acting so different about it like he thinks the cells are deciding and moving along my fallopian tube, any day now to be implanting into my uterus and become our little baby. I'm not so optimistic that it is the case though. I guess 10 months of trying does that to you. It's not that I'm not excited over the possibility because I am, its that I've gotten my hopes up so many times and then been let down by AF, its just too depressing at the end of the cycle when I start to get her and I know I'm not pregnant.