Okay so I am still in shock, excitement, denial, happiness, and sorts of emotions!

I started showing a faint line on 11 DPO. I was praying and hoping it wasn't my eyes playing tricks on me. So I told myself I would test everyday after the day 11. I didn't want it to be a chemical or BFN. I kept thinking the line would just go away. It couldn't be possible let alone happening. My husband and I have been trying to conceive this entire year, and the months have been brutal, long, and stressful. Along with the disappointment of AF always coming, even a few days late.

Here's with flash as well. Today was the day AF was due, and today is my 14 DPO, and thankfully the lines haven't gone away. Even though the worry in me keeps thinking it will not be there the next day. I've prayed and prayed for a miracle baby. With cysts on my ovaries as a teenager, and hip fractures in my early 20s, I was sure my body was just telling me I wasn't going to get pregnant ever. I haven't told hubby yet, because I wanted to make sure those little lines haven't gone away. And not to mention I have to wait till his surprise presents come in the mail that tell him he is going to be a father. I haven't told a single soul yet, other than my fur babies. So you girls on here or my support team if you'll have me!