One of the reasons, readers, why we don’t know anything at all is that my lovely wife peed in the toilet, not once but twice this morning at 5am and 7am, right into the bowl. Not on a stick. No sticks.
I let her sleep in because she is still a bit sick but upon waking she got an EARFUL about not wasting all that morning pee, and stop complaining about taking your temperature which you have not even been taking lately. I was clearly displacing all my tension about my failed friendship and TTC in general onto ther. All the poor woman did was go pee in the morning.
I must add, however, that at one point during the argument she sarcastically commented that she knew I would never have made such a mistake. Um, YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT SISTER. There is not snowballs chance in hell that I would just *forget* to pee on a pregnancy test TWICE in one morning. Shah. Does she know me at all?
Then she proceeded to pee on one and hand it to me, after she had only held her pee for like less than two hours. Thank you for wasting $8 so we could see another negative HPT.
Tomorrow, if S is not too depressed to POAS, we will test again.
I’m sure I am such a fun person to be married to.