So my beta was negative. I didn't even ask if there was a number. The call hit me like a ton of bricks. I didn't really feel pregnant. But I just didn't really expect to here it was negative either.
Well after having a good cry, lots of hugs from K, and lots of kisses from Bailey I took a deep breath and thought of some good things.
1. Tomorrow is our 6 year anniversary. 6 years of marriage to one of the greatest human beings ever created. We will celebrate with a nice dinner out.
2. Since I'm not pregnant I can have champagne to celebrate our anniversary.
3. Since I'm not pregnant I can have sex to celebrate our anniversary.
4. We have 6 more frosties and I can just roll into another cycle.
5. I don't have to shoot myself in the ass tonight and for another couple of weeks!
At my WTF appointment next week I'm going to ask about transferring 2 next time. I never felt totally comfortable with just one and now that this cycle didn't work I feel more strongly that we should try to increase our chances.