Tested positive back on Christmas 2021 (about 6 weeks along). Couldn't get into the doc until end of January, only to find out that at what should have been 11 weeks, I was only measuring at 6 weeks still, and there was no heartbeat; I had had a missed miscarriage. Hubs and I were devastated, of course. But we both agreed we weren't going to let it stop us from trying again. Took about another month before I got my cycle back. And another three months before we really started trying hard for it.

Last week, my period was supposed to be due 6/22. I tested 6/21, 6/22, and 6/25, all with BFN. I couldn't see a line no matter how hard I tried (I thought there MIGHT have POSSIBLY been a super faint line on 6/25, but if there was, that sucker was so darn faint I couldn't even convince myself it might've been positive lol). But my period still wasn't making an appearance, so I knew with my wonky cycles, it could've still been possible. Last night hubs asked if "Aunt Period" (his version of Aunt Flo 😂) has arrived yet, and I told him no, and that I'd try testing again this morning.

This morning, I peed in one of my disposable cups, dipped the cheap stick in and started to see a line 3 minutes later! I immediately ripped open the First Response, dipped that too, and almost instantly could see the line! I ran back into our room, jumped on the bed, scared the crap out of hubs, and told him.

He was super excited, but also "you could've let me sleep until my alarm went off" 😂 All in good humor!

But had to share somewhere, so here I am! Baby dust to all you out there still trying!!