Since my lovely monthly visitor returned in mid-June, she'd been fairly predictable. Prior to Baby Girl, I had a 28 day cycle almost every month. It's been much of the same since then. Until this month. This month I was on cycle day 30, had spotted a bit and cramped a bit about 4 days prior, but then...nothing. It was eerily similar to the month I got pregnant.
So I was in the bathroom yesterday and glanced under the sink and found the leftover digital test from that successful cycle. It expired in April 2009. I figured, what the heck. I peed on it. And as that test sat blinking, calculating, I held my breath. I realized how scared I was and how ready I was NOT to have another baby. How much I want to keep spending time with MY baby without having to split that time with a new one. But then, watching that test blink, I started to accept it, to know that we'd be okay if it came up "Pregnant".
But boy was I happy when it read "Not Pregnant".
And then about 2 hours later, I didn't need to have used that test after all.