It's not our time yet....
We took the test the evening I was due to get my period on March 25th.
I was pretty bummed. Tears immediately. I was thinking this could be the start of the journey that we've both been praying for.
My husband tried to make my feel better with jokes but I wasn't in the mood to laugh. Once he settled down -- he was really comforting. He told me we'd keep trying and that this experience makes him want to have a baby with me even more.
We'll keep trying but I'm pretty sad.. and it doesn't help that part of me feels guily for not being a healthier person. I'm trying not to spiral though because stress and negativity don't improve the situation at all.
Besides worried, I'm also feeling motivated to start making better decisions about what I eat and staying active. I start volleyball next week and hopefully get to sign up for the gym this weekend. But even if it's just increasing my daily step count, I want to get moving. At this point any movement is better than how it's been the past few months.
Also, who knows? Maybe it was too soon to find out that day. It's two days later now and I still haven't gotten my period. Technically I'm still late and there may still be a chance.
Note added on Apr 3, 2026: We are not expecting.