What a title! But my cycle did indeed return....on Thanksgiving Day.
I told you I ovulated, afterall. And right before the return of my cycle came the return of the insanity I like to call "me obsessing over whether or not I might be pregnant right before AF returns".
I WAS that person in the Dollar Tree, the day before Thanksgiving, buying a pregnancy test....
And on top of that, I was dragging Isabel up and down every aisle. (They moved the tests, you see).
Meanwhile she is asking what it is that I'm shopping for.
"I can't tell you." I reply.
"Oh boy!" she says....then breaks into a litany of ideas; "Is it a toy? Is it a coloring book? Is it a princess wand? I really want a princess wand on my Christmas list...." Uh-oh, now she thinks it's a surprise for her. Geez...this is not going like I had planned.
Just walk into the store, discreetly buy a test and get out.
Nope. Go up to the check-out and ask the lady at the register if they have any tests.
"Yes." She says and stares blankly at me.
"O-K....Can you tell me where you keep them?" I'm trying to prompt her...
"Right here under the counter." She doesn't make a move. Still staring blankly at me.
"Okay, I'll take two." (You always need a back-up!) She kind of half-smiles at me, but I don't bother to explain to her the necessity of two tests.
Check out. "Happy Thanksgiving!" Leave store. Get home. Take test. It's definitely negative.
Hmmm....what if it's wrong?
AF shows up the next morning!
I would have been thankful either way :)