I think when Dante wrote the inferno he forgot about the 10th circle, the place where infertiles get stuck during the 2 week wait, taunted by pregnant bellies, fat little babies and other women's positive pee sticks.
This is by far the most tortuous two week wait ever. My beta is Sunday and it still seems so far away. I am not feeling much of anything, boobs are sore, I am a little crampy although that seems to be dropping off but I can blame that on the progesterone.
And now I feel like karma is going to come back and bite me in the ass after I posted about my friend who perfectly planned her pregnancy last week, a few days later we got an e-mail from her husband saying that she lost the baby and now I feel terrible. Every positive beta I see makes me so happy but yet so afraid. How can it work for all of us? Odds are someone is going to get a negative and I feel like it is going to be me.