I've been MIA, but good things ar happening :)

So last Friday on May 7, 2010 I went out to lunch with an old college friend of mine. We sat on the patio at Cheers and had a good time reminiscing and catching up. She was in the middle of a story when I realized how bad I had to pee! But I didn't want to interrupt her, so I held it. When she was done with the story she said she had to go, so I decided to wait until I got home to go the the bathroom (this story is going somewhere, I promise.) I rushed home to find Ben painting the outside of the house and I jumped out of the car and blew past him yelling, "I really have to pee!" I ran upstairs and on a whim, decided to take a test. I was only 12dpo and it was the middle of the day, but I thought, why the hell not? It will probably be negative, but it's early so it won't really bother me. So I took the test. And there staring back at me was the faintest second line you have ever seen. And it was beautiful. I started shaking and crying and I showed it to Ben and he said, "Good. I knew it." Well I'm glad he knew it because I had spent the last several days bawling my eyes out over what I thought was another failed cycle. But I was wrong :) I took another test the next day to confirm and there was a wonderfully dark second line. So here we go again. Wish me luck :)