For my American bloggers who haven't heard of our beloved Canadian coffee shop, Ti.m Ho.rton's, also known affectionately as 'Tim.mies' - they run an annual campaign/contest called 'Roll up.the.Ri.m to Win' - it's quite an event over here and I can't wait for it to come back (!)
So here's the deal: after you enjoy your delicious hot beverage, you pick at and knaw on the rim of the cup to reveal your prize. It's either, Congrats you've won a donut/coffee/tea/TV/Car/$$! or the dreaded: Please Try Again.
I rolled the rim this weekend and got the dreaded Please Try Again.
Let's rewind to Saturday, CD 29.
I felt the odd cramp here and there that morning. I had also been taking my prog.est.er.one supp.osito.ries since 2DPO so I was going to stop once I got a BFN. When I POAS this time it was like second nature, I feel like I've done this so many times I can do it with my eyes closed. Except for that first squirt when you have to see where you have to place the stick. Oh stop being squeamish, y'all know what I'm talking about. So I did my business, and placed it on the bathroom counter and went to put the rest of the groceries away - yup, I totally did that.
No more standing over the counter, waiting for that line to appear, I just did it and said I would come back to it when I'm ready to read the results.
There's something about that moment you flip it over and see if that magical line is there, or any faint trace of it. I needed to be ok with not seeing it there.
I was relieved and disappointed at the same time. But maybe it's for the best as I still have my specialist appointment coming up in a few weeks and really, we weren't 'trying' this month...thanks for all the positive thoughts and encouragement ladies.
Hopefully I'll get a 'congrats, you win a..' next month.