I know in my heart I’m not pregnant. My boyfriend and I have gone through two miscarriages. The last one I was almost in the second trimester and after a d&c and testing of the fetus we found out the baby had Down syndrome. We’ve been trying for two years since and I haven’t been able to get pregnant. Every month when my period is late if it’s a day late or ten days I spend a ton of money on home test and then spend the next week depressed because it wasn’t positive. I HATE this waiting game so much. Knowing I’m late, knowing chances are I’m not pregnant, knowing my period will be here soon and I’ll cry when it comes, knowing I may never get that feeling I had back when I was pregnant. I just fucking hate it all today.