We face 6 more weeks of winter. And then Spring.
I saw a lot of pink and red this morning. See, I don't actually pee on sticks. I pee into a cup and then dip my sticks or use a dropper or whatever. So, this morning at six:dark:early, I dutifully peed into a cup, dropped four drops into the test, and began waiting. Only the 9 watt bathroom nightlight was on in there so it was dark. Chuckles came in and had to pee,right,now, so I hurried up and got him settled. Eventually, I noticed that the pee in the cup was pink. Immediately I was elated because my first sign of pregnant with Chuckles was bleeding but then I realized this was ridiculous, so I glanced at the test and saw its unmistakeable one pink line. And no other lines at all. So, there you have it. I am not pregnant; I have my period; I am mooodier and weepier than I thought possible. Hope's a bitch.
I guess there is good news in all of this: I get to use my fertility monitor.