12 DPO and this morning brought the ugliest BFN I've ever seen, especially because I was feeling so confident.  After 10 months of practice, I somehow managed to pull myself together, wipe away tears and even braved the masscera.  My day went on and I kept my emotions under wraps until one of my Kindergarten students walked up to me, gave my belly a rub and asked "There a baby in there?"  Oh.  My.  So, not only am I not pregnant, I also need to hit the gym.  Masscera is definitely all cried away now.  It was a rough one today.