7dp5dt ... Is That a Line ... ?! Maybe? Please?

3 Weeks 5 Days

I made the mistake of POAS very early yesterday morning. It was a BFN. I couldn't make a line appear no matter how hard I tried. The negative hurt. A lot. Later in the day I was talking it over with my husband. My transfer took place in the late afternoon - after 5:30pm my time here. So really, yesterday may have been 6dp5dt, but early in the morning was only 5 1/2 dp5dt.

My husband wanted me to test again this morning. I refused, saying I couldn't take another negative. I wanted to just wait until beta on Wednesday. He never wanted me to test in the first place. But then this afternoon he said he wanted me to test again. He said it was my fault for getting him hooked. Consider yourselves warned ladies - men can become POAS addicts, too! I finally relented and said I would consider it in the early evening, since that would be closer to an actual 7dp5dt.

We went to an afternoon movie to kill some time. I had used the bathroom before going and waited to get home before I went again. I so glamorously peed in a disposable birthday cup (it was all I could find!) and my husband took over from there. He actually kicked me out of our bathroom and made me wait in the kitchen. Initially when I walked out to the kitchen the tears were threatening to come, but I made myself choke it down and instead focused on sorting mail.

3 minutes went by...

5 minutes went by...

He finally came out and I was waiting for the I'm so sorry hug. Instead he said it looks like there might be a very faint line. It's hard to see. At first I was very skeptical. But sure enough, if you tip it at an angle under bright light, there is a ghost of a very faint pink second line. Enough of a line to make me stop and think, maybe, just maybe.

Of course hubby wants me to test again tomorrow...