Just Stop Trying and It Will Happen...

Monday, December 17th, 2012.  CD21, 9DPO.

I feel like crap.

I have cramps and I’m cranky and my angry uterus made me eat a disgusting Whopper for dinner.

And fries.

And  shake.

It was peer pressure, don’t judge me.

Ugh.

I also kind of hate myself for breaking down and testing this morning.  I know I’m not pregnant, but I just feel so lousy and like I haven’t even ovulated, so I wanted to test to at least see if the trigger was still in my system.

…Which I know is a little bit of a cop-out, because what did I think – the trigger was faulty?  There was just water in that syringe?

Nah.

I just wanted to see a BFN this morning so I could be put out of my misery for the month.

I didn’t, though… There was still a faint positive from the trigger.

I still feel like crap, and my only hope is that Aunt Flo shows up before my family does this weekend…

So anyway, there’s my cheerful little update.

Stupid uterus.

Ugh.