Is truly hell. That's the only way to describe it. The emotional roller coaster that we've been on for the last 48 hours...I honestly wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. I went from complete dread---dreading peeing on that stick and seeing another BFN to complete joy and shock when I saw that it was positive to absolutely terrified when I did see those negative tests to extreme nervousness when I heard my (low) beta number. Whew...it is exhausting just to replay that all in my mind...
Speaking of exhaustion, I am definitely feeling it. I'm sure it is a combination of stress, fear, lack of sleep and, hopefully, pregnancy. All I want to do is sleep.
I had a little scare this morning...when I went to the bathroom the toilet paper was pink. I was convinced it was over. Positive. Sure of it. But that was all of the blood that I saw. I put a fresh liner in immediately and am going on 9 hours and there still isn't anything on it. I'm hoping and praying it was just irritation from the progesterone supps.
I really just wish it was Friday afternoon and we knew what was going on. This limbo is killer.