Labs are drawn...but unlike the RE's office where you get same day results...I am at the mercy of the lab my GYN sends their samples too. Which means, best case scenario, I hear tomorrow morning. Or worst case scenario, I wait until Wednesday. Either way, I know I'd put off this test long enough.
I'll admit it...I slightly enjoy living in the fantasy that, as long as AF stays away, I could be pregnant. But my head knows it's most likely just that...a fantasy. My heart...well, seeing those pregnant bellies at the doctor's office...well, it left my heart yearning.
While I was waiting a woman came out and sat down near me. She pulled out her phone and must have called her significant other...because she was gushing about being pregnant. 7 weeks along...due June 13th. I did the math in my head...and figured I would be just behind her. If I was, I'd be 7 weeks on Wednesday.
Who am I kidding...there's no way. And I need to keep telling myself that so that tomorrow's call doesn't cut as deep.