Sorry to burst in like this, but I think I may have got a BFP?!
Less a BFP, more like faint agreement, but I've done it twice now and there is definitely a line ... the first time it was barely there at all, and just now it is a tiny bit stronger.
Could it be?
It wasn't done with FMU so I'm confused. Basically I had really weird cramps on Wednesday and Thursday (about 10-12 DPO ... we didn't do ovulation checks so I can't be 100% sure) They were like AF pains but something felt "off" about them. For example, I got that familiar dragging sensation in my thights but also down my arms (!) and the cramps in my lower abdomen when all the way up my back, under my armpits at one point. I came home both afternoons from work, ate a chocolate bar (v. unusual as I don't have much of a sweet tooth - chocolate was my DP's) and just lay in bed drowsing for the rest of the evening. Both of those days I felt dizzy on and off.
Then on Thursday evening DP woke me up because he wanted to make enchiladas and wanted me to help him wrap them (he is notoriously messy in the kitchen) -- I tramped downstairs like evil personified, had a right bitchy rant about him being useless at cooking and how could he wake me up for something so trivial, then dropped a tortilla on the floor and burst out into hysterical tears and sat down on the kitchen floor to have a good old wail.
!!!
Thought that was a bit odd, but nothing clicked. Then last night I got a beer from the fridge (am a wine drinker, but have been having a dryish January and for some reason really fancied a beer), took one sip and felt it trickle all the way down my throat into my belly. Disgusting. Went up to bed, stream of conscious wittering to DP who, bless him, has been a bit scared of me all week, then halfway up the second flight (bedroom is in the attic) it suddenly dawned on me that there might be a sensible explanation for me being an utter mental.
So, drove to Boots this morning and took the test as soon as I got home.
Both in shock as this is the first month we have been properly trying, although we've spent the last four not-not trying. It took my Mum six years to conceive me and her sister, my aunt, is infertile, so I was expecting to be in this for the long haul!
Realise that I am ranting. My head is all over the place :)