I'm pretty sure it is now 11 dpo. My temp dropped to 98.2, my cover line was 98.6. The bleeding is heavier. Looks like I get to spend Christmas drunk after all.
We're doing our traditional solstice celebration tonight, but my heart is not in it. I hope my little girl doesn't notice.
I expected this, but I'm still sad - and so, so angry.
Now I get to go to work and listen to everyone's holiday plans and try not to burst into tears.