I once read in People that Trista (you know? of Ryan and Trista from The Bachelorette? I totally picked Ryan from the first episode, by the way, and not just because I have a thing for firemen) peed on 99 HPTs before she conceived. The way they put it, it was like HPTs were a fertility treatment or something. Like it was the hard work of peeing on 99 HPTs that enabled Trista to conceive or something.
Silly, but I think subconsciously I’ve thought of HPTs in the same way. I always start testing around ten DPO, which is the earliest the FREDs (I’m really going TTC acronym crazy tonight!) can work, even though I’ve never gotten a positive before the twelfth day. I felt like if I was pregnant, and it was possible to know sooner, I wanted to know. But really I think it gave me some sense of control. I think some part of me has always felt that peeing on a stick will make me pregnant.
Today is 11 DPO and I have yet to pee on a stick. I don’t feel even the tiniest bit pregnant. Tomorrow is the day when I typically get my period while peeing on a stick, so I’m not going to waste my psychic energy or my six bucks or space in the landfills with yet another piece of useless plastic. And I’m going to try to feel empowered by that.
It’s such a head game, isn’t it?
Good For you. Take back the power. For whatever it’s worth!
I don’t know . . . that FMU might be tempting…