Yesterday we had to run a few errands. I told Kyle I thought the phone call on Monday would be easier to handle if I knew what to expect. He agreed, so we picked up 3 pregnancy tests.
I decided I needed to use all 3 before Monday because I wouldn't have a need for them again. I took one this morning and it was as stark white as when I first opened it.
Up until a couple of days ago, I thought against all odds it had worked. But now I know it's over. No need to scour the internet for information anymore. I'm very upset, but I should have expected it. I'll never see two pink lines and have the excitement that comes with it.
We'll never have a baby together. I'll never be pregnant.
And that just doesn't seem fair.