One day hope came knocking at my doorI've started this post a couple of times already and Ctrl+a deleted. I wasn't sure how to play it. Be cool and let on I'm waiting for AF? Mention a couple of developments but not draw any conclusions? In the end I decided to be honest, with you and with myself.
My temp went back up this morning. After yesterday's dramatics I didn't want to read too much into it, and I certainly didn't want to play the "maybe it's implantation" game, so didn't get my hopes up. I got another faint line on my HPT - it is now 9dpo and 11 days since my HCG shot (5000iu of Pregnyl). The general guidelines (as per peeonastick.com) are that it takes about 1 day for 1000iu to leave the system, although I've been warned it can take up to 12 days. So, today's HPT is not exactly breaking news, but here's the crux of the matter: up until yesterday the lines were getting lighter and lighter (yesterday's was of the variety only visible to special ladies), today's was ever so slightly darker. Now I use the adjective "darker" in a relative sense; I showed this morning's HPT to DH and his initial reaction was "no line, don't bother me". But I forced him to look again, properly (proper looking needs a brief tutorial), and he admitted that there was something there.
A line that a man can see! It's not exactly a BFP, but it's certainly enough to send Hope round to my place. Banging on the front door, she is. I'm thinking of letting her in - am I mad?
DH also volunteered this morning, with no prior knowledge of its relevance, that my boobs look very veiny. What the hell, I'm going to answer that door, calculate due date, look up names, plan the rest of my life. I've been looking forward to this moment for so long, I'm going to enjoy it, even if it only lasts a few hours.
P.S. Of course I worked out my due date when I O'd, and names have been picked for over a year - twas just for dramatic effect!