I'm currently 12 DPO and have been testing in vain for a couple of days. Since 7 DPO, actually. Yes, I know there wasn't a snowball's chance of hell I would actually get a positive 7 DPO but I got the tests ON SALE. and Yes, I know I'm rationalizing.

Anyway, I tested Sunday morning. And there was a faint line. A VERY faint line. So faint, I thought it was just my morning goo eyes trying so desperately to see something that in actuality wasn't really there. I stared and stared. Finally, I thought it was just the reactive strip and went back to bed. When my husband woke up, I told him what had happened and he got up with me to go stare at the stick. Yes, I know it was way way way past the acceptable time. He didn't see it at first and then saw it.

So...off to target to purchase a different brand. I was going to wait until this morning but took another yesterday afternoon--it was faintly positive as well. Then three more this morning--one certainly positive, two probable negatives.

I made an appointment with Dr. Army for 7 am tomorrow morning to have my levels checked and see whats going on. I am trying very very hard to not start counting my chickens before they are hatched but this is really the first bit of hope I've had in a long long while. and 3 positives? isn't that a good sign?

dammit, I wish I could just go ahead and be a chicken counter--haven't we all deserved that? see two pink lines, no matter how faint and start decorating the nursery and picking out names? I really really want to start counting but I'm doing my best to hold back--at least until I get the blood results back. I want to see those numbers grow.

My birthday is wednesday...so this will either be a really great birthday present or a just another lousy wednesday.