So…here’s me not jumping the gun, but thinking I might actually be knocked up.
I had plan to POAS today. Until I woke up at 3:00am with my bladder full. I tried to just fall back asleep, but at 3:40 I lost my battle with the bladder and peed. I woke up at 6:50(Joseph turned off his alarm and over slept.) Peed in my cup, and POAS. I am 9dpiui, 11(.5) days past trigger
So, now I can only wait, hold my breath, and PRAY this is actually a baby, and not the residual trigger. Why do I do this? Oh, and my trigger was only 5000.
If I’m at home, I’m not wearing a bra. I don’t like them. I will probably regret this one day when my boobs are saggy, but I find them uncomfortable. Today, when I got home from work, I took off my bra…and my boobs hurt. Not super bad, but enough to where I can tell. Usually in my tww, I have very little symptoms. The boobs, they never get sore. In addition to that, I am a bit crampy. And in addition to that, I have six frer waiting for me to grace them with my urine. I peed on an opk today just for the fun of it.(it was fun.)
Both mine are in the air. 7dpo. I had some INTENSE pain today after our Easter brunch, and feeling a little crampy. And I want to pee on so many sticks. I don’t have any. I’m going to buy two three packs of FRER tomorrow after work. I’ll pee on Tuesday morning 9dpo. I know that’s early, but I just feel like this has been our best chance yet, so I’m cautiously hopeful.
I’m ovulating. It just so happens that I chose this week to get my butt into gear and start getting fit. I’ve been hitting the gym every morning and I’m SORE. So sore, Joseph has had to physically help my sit up when I’m laying down. I love it.
But what I didn’t predict is how the soreness and muscle exhaustion was going to effect our baby making. I will say I have powered through, but (Buzz’s girlfriend) woof, I hurt.
I am currently debating whether or not to start progesterone. My progesterone is low(I think a 7.9, but I’m too lazy to look it up.) Plus my early miscarriage, I have some so I’m kinda thinking why the heck not?
Also, we’re going out of town this weekend. Specifically to drink German beer and shop for Swedish furniture. It should be wonderful.
Also, a sweet dear friend of my in totally knocked up. In a great happy for them way.
So back in August when I was pregnant with our first sweet baby, I have a few early symptoms, that I didn’t know were symptoms. And one of them was what I would describe as a uterine Charlie horse.
I’m sure you all know what a Charlie horse, but incase you don’t, it is the worst. Seriously. I remember vividly in middle school, the night before a cross country meet, I was staying over at my friend K’s house(not the kenya visitor K, who by the way is starting CLOMID THIS WEEK!!! YAY FOR K! but a different K who I haven’t kept in touch with. Her dad was my high school cross country coach.) In the middle of the night, she jerked up right and SCREAM BLOODY MURDER. Like, I thought someone had snuck in and stabbed her. Her dad ran in, and pulled the toe of her foot up, and it subsided. That was my first experience with Charlie-Horses. I since then have had quite a few, but luckily I knew what to do. Flex your foot, even though every part of your being wants to point, you flex like there is no tomorrow.
With in the first few months of being married to Joseph, I awoke in the middle of the night to a blood curdling scream. Seriously, a grown man screaming. He had never had a Charlie-Horse(how do you make it to 21 without ever experiencing a Charlie horse? I have no idea.) Once I groggily figured out what was happening, I told him to flex his foot. Calmly at first, but my volumed increase as his screaming continued. I’m not sure if he didn’t hear me, or didn’t believe me, so I reached down and pulled his toe up, and it subsided.
So I picture that in my uterus. That is what they are. It happened when I stretch in the middle of the night during early pregnancy, but more frequently in many different situations once I knew I was pregnant. If I stop that motion, it subsides instantly.
Last night, I think I had one. I think. Last night, I caught it so I didn’t experience the full on intensity. But we shall see. Testing Thursday.
where I want to test, but I can’t test. Because
a) its too early.
b) the trigger is still in my system.
So what do I do? vote on countdowntopregnancy’s HPT gallery.
I’m a POAS masochist.
Well, I am blowing it. I have or blog I did Saturday, but haven’t edited or anything.
I am 5 dpo, tonight is my last night of pineapple core, I’m eight days away from testing.
But yesterday, I cleaned out our kiddo room. We decided we are lowering outrage range to two and under, so we will need two cribs. I’ve already got them picked out, and hopefully we’ll buy them soon. I’m getting so excited about putting together this nursery.
I also have en nannying for my friends kiddos. I never heard back from the principal, so the decision was made for me.
*And excellent example of the magnitude of my blowing it is the typo in the title.