A hazy third

I don't want to say I've had another miscarriage.
But I think I've had another miscarriage. It's hazy, here's why. We've been trying to get pregnant again for the past 4 months to no avail. This past month I was sure we'd gotten it right. Cervical mucus? Check. Temperature spike? Check. Impulsive sex when the mood strikes? Not since 4 months ago.
Anyhow I was convinced I was with embryo. And since I am a compulsive tester, I started at about 7 dpo, way to early I know but I almost find joy in running around my house finding the brightest bulb to stare at the test until my eyes cross. When daylight comes I'll stand outside and stare, acting like I'm examining the siding when a neighbor drives by. This is what I did for 4 days and saw nothing. Then one day, 12 dpo I saw it. Hazy and so faint only the experienced tester could make it out, but it was there. I proudly showed Husband.
"See, I told you." I know my body so well, I thought smugly.
He couldn't see it. I held it by the window where the sun could shine directly on it. He squinted and stared and finally -
"Ooh, Ok. It's kind of light." He said.
He was only a man, what did he know? I snatched my test away to continue my studies.
And so it went. For two glorious days I was sure I was pregnant. I poked and prodded at my boobs, willing them to hurt more. They resisted. Then, one day before I was to celebrate being 4 weeks pregnant, I started to have light cramps. I turned to Dr. Google. Light cramping can be perfectly normal I read happily, feeling like a normal child bearing woman. Then the cramps got worse and the bleeding began.
Now I am bleeding like a stuck pig and have cramps galore so I can safely assume I am not pregnant and won't be testing early ever again. Easy to say now I know.
My body never misses a chance to tell me I don't know shit.