Today marks 10 DPO. The day my OBGYN said I could start testing. And the test is stark white negative. I think it’s become a new tradition of mine to mourn what could have been, after I get a negative test, by drinking a cup of coffee (or two) on my couch in the morning and online shop on amazon. Sometimes I just cry. And that’s okay too.

What does your grieving routine look like?