Posted on here a few times in regards to me and OH ttc and having problems with my currently non existent cycle. Part of this shitty process has been me peeing on OPKS regularly. I've not really bothered OH with that and haven't mentioned it, but have been entirely addicted to pregnancy tests and have shoved many a test in his face asking him if he can see a line when we both know damn well there isn't one.
Anyway he goes to work a few hours before me, so in that time I do my OPK and write the date on it and put it in an old wash bag with the rest of them. Today, I forgot until the last minute and did the OPK an hour or so later than I normally do. I had already started getting ready for work and after lots of faffing about dashed off late and got on with my shift.
Didn't realise I left the bloody stick on the bloody loo in the bloody bathroom. OH knows damn well what two lines means. He doesn't know the bloody difference between bloody opks and pregnancy tests.
I had 3 missed calls and I couldn't answer because I was with customers. It was him crying with joy. Literal sobs down the phone.
Texts from him, the nicest sweetest bloody texts I have ever had in my bloody life celebrating a pregnancy that isn't a thing.
I got home from work to the happiest man alive. I'm heartbroken. He feels awful for getting so excited but bless him he wasn't to know. I'm devastated and I don't know why it's hit me so hard. He was on a split shift today and has gone back to work and I've just laid in bed for hours feeling mortified and sorry for myself, and more so, him.
Not sure what to say or do really or what I'm posting on here for. Just needed to vent and this forum really cheered me up lately with the whole Titzilla thing. Sorry if this is an inappropriate use of the forum.
