Personally, I try to “ignore” that two week wait and anything I feel one way or another. When we were TTC #1, I recall that just two months before we got that BFP, I had an odd metallic taste in my mouth starting about four days after ovulation – nothing tasted right, I had an increased sense of smell, my boobs were incredibly tender, I was definitely hormonal. I was certain I was pregnant! I spent my days scouring every pregnancy/pre-pregnancy/TTC website I knew. I kept entering all my symptoms on Countdown to Pregnancy and watching the percentiles go up for the number of women who’d reported similar symptoms in the month they became pregnant. I couldn’t wait to test … I finally made myself wait until 10 DPO to take my first test. I just knew that whether or not I actually saw that second line, I was pregnant. I was convinced that if the second line wasn’t there, it was only because I had tested too early, not because I was not pregnant. I was so anxious to share my news with anyone and everyone I told my mother I was testing and I’d let her know because if it was positive I was telling my brothers that night (my youngest brother’s graduation happened to be the day I was testing). So I took the test that morning … and was utterly devastated when AF came that same evening (funny thing, that … when I was TTC #1, it seemed the surest way to get AF was to take a pregnancy test – I started each time, usually finished peeing in the cup and wiped only to find a bit of blood).
Fast forward a couple of months, and I was taking things a day at a time. I began having cramps just as I’d expect for my period, but a few days early, and I told DH that I was sorry, but it looked like we were definitely out that month. As I didn’t want a summer baby, I was beginning to get antsy, as our window was getting closer and closer, but I was trying so hard not to worry. I ignored the fact that it was getting harder and harder to brush my teeth in the mornings. I even threw up a couple of times while brushing my teeth, but I never had a second thought about it, until the morning came when I expected AF. Then it all began to sink in. I only had one test and I hadn’t taken it first thing that morning. But we needed some other items in town, so I decided to take it. There wasn’t a second line, but it seemed like there might have been a few faint spots where the second line should be. It definitely wasn’t what I considered a negative. We bought the tests and when the morning came and I still hadn’t started AF I was convinced almost before I saw the test. Sure enough, just putting that anxiety aside worked for us!
#2 (my current pregnancy), was unplanned, but we know exactly when we “did the deed” that led to conception. The very day afterward, I told DH, “Well, if we weren’t really trying for #2, that was kinda dumb.” He asked if I thought I was pregnant, and I told him that again, I just wasn’t going to think about it, as either way I had two weeks of worrying about something or getting myself excited about the possibility when it wasn’t going to affect the outcome either way. But the day before my period was due, I got antsy to know so I went out and bought pregnancy tests in case I needed them the next day. I bought two, because I knew I probably wouldn’t be able to wait overnight, and well, since I had two, I might as well take one as soon as I was home even though I knew it could be inconclusive without being a first-morning test. Imagine my surprise when there was no question at all, no faintness to the line – just a regular positive test! I never even bothered to take that second test at all!