I took a pregnancy test this morning. I am over 2 weeks “late” so I wanted to make sure I wasn’t pregnant before starting the mini-pill this afternoon. One of the ways PCOS manifests is lack of regular cycles for me so I wasn’t surprised when it was a negative test this morning.
Why weird then? Well, I can’t tell you how many times I have POAS (peed on a stick) over the past 5 years. Wow, just typing that was eye-opening. You see, we tried for over 2 years to get pregnant with Johnny. I was on fertility drugs and then we ended up getting pregnant after 26 months by using a fertility monitor (and lots of prayers). With Joley, it took 16 months. After fertility drugs (again that didn’t work) and several months of induced cycles, my doctor put me on Metformin for the PCOS. Within 4 months, my cycles were normal and I was ovulating on my own. I became pregnant after that.
So, it was weird to POAS when I wasn’t trying to get pregnant. I have never been in the position when we weren’t trying to have to do that. Now, I wonder how I would have felt if it were a positive test.
Scared? Likely.
Upset? Maybe.
Sad? No.
It doesn’t matter. It was negative. I will start the pill today.
