I tested this morning at 5dp5dt.
And of course it was negative.
I hadn't planned to tell Kevin about any HPTs until I got a positive in an attempt to try to spare him of unnecessary negativity. But he point blank asked me if I had tested yet once he woke up. I wasn't going to lie to him.
Even though I assured him it was early, he was pretty upset. I've known him for going on nine years now and I can tell when he's upset and angry, and he was. He was trying to hold back but it affected him a lot. I feel like I've wrecked his day. It's put kind of a damper on mine too. Argh. Why does this process have to suck so bad??? Why?