I haven't blogged in a while, but this has been an eventful month in my quest to conceive my little girl. First, the lameness: we only had sex once during my fertile time. Yep, once. And even getting that in was difficult. he was tired, he didn't want to, and it was late. I admit, I was so not in the mood. But making a baby on purpose isn't fun... making one on accident is! I knew that going in, so I figured this month would be a total wash since we only did it the once. Oh, and my dear loving husband spent about 30 minutes in a scalding hot tub earlier that day. Yep, he's out to wound his little soldiers before sending them off to battle. I was not pleased.
So, I definitely thought this could not even possibly be the month. Then the cramping started. About three days after ovulation, I had cramps. They felt just like the cramps I had when I got pregnant with my son. It was just like getting period cramps way too early. Hope filled me, and I've been paying super-close attention to my body ever since. The cramping has been off and on ever since, and I had two days of nausea about 10 days post-ovulation. My skin has been breaking out (I rarely get adult acne now,) I've been a bit over-emotional (crying over the death of my grandfather a year and a half past while showering,) and once my husband's kiss tasted like copper to me. All these things make me really think this could be the month.
But I got a negative pregnancy test two mornings ago, 12 days past ovulation. My period was due today, and it hasn't come yet, but that one negative test was enough to make me want to wait until Saturday morning to test again. I know that some women don't show up pregnant on the pee-stick until 19 days past ovulation, but with my son 14 days was enough. So I figure 16 days should do it. We'll see!
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