I am hoping I am ovulating. I seem to have lost my indicator. I am no longer getting the incredibly sharp ovulation pains. Other indicators look promising this week, though. Jim and I have been trying the "every other day" routine.
Here I sit on New Years Eve. It is 11:20 pm, Emilee is asleep, Jim is at work and I am alone. What a depressing way to welcome in the New Year isn't it? I think out of the 6 New Years Jim and I have been together, we have spent 2 with each other.
OMG! I am O'ing (ovulating)! This is the first time since the miscarriage. I haven't been getting the tell tale O pains that I have always got. Boy tonight did I get them. These pains have been the worst I have ever felt.
Yep, that's right CD 1. AF arrived this morning. I can't believe it. I thought we had gotten it this month. The excitement I had because I ovulated is gone -- it's replaced by the depression again.
It has been a busy week here. Sunday, after writing my entry, I ended up in unbearable pain. I went to stretch and the muscles in my upper back/neck just tightened up. All day it got worse. Monday morning Jim convinced me to go to the Doctors.
As I sit here preparing to write about my week it's snowing outside. We are preparing for a really bad storm. We have gone from total estimates of 6 inches up to 20-25 inches now! Seeing Emilee's excitement watching it fall makes me happy and sad -- happy that we are lucky enough to even have a child and sad that we haven't been able to have another.
Wow! What a week it has been. As I wrote last week, we had our follow up appointment with the RE on Tuesday. The smile has not left my face since then. All of our test results came back normal except for the blocked tube on the HSG.
Today is a day I have been dreading for months. A day that should be filled with joy. Instead, it is a day that will forever be etched in my mind in a way far different then it should be.