It's August... On To Another One

So I've been a little absent. The trip to PDX that went along with my grandmother's passing left me super busy when I got back. I barely got time to catch my breath and catch up on work since my Father and family arrived for a visit 2 days after I got back. Then last week was a flurry of activity with family visiting and still trying to get work done.

Now that I can finally catch my breath, I feel like complete utter shit. I just can't find the energy, motivation, or amount of ibuprofen to get to feel like getting work done or be productive. I just feel sucky.

Doesn't help that AF arrived yesterday so now we are on to cycle... oh I think I've lost count. I think maybe 7 or 8. That break we took in April is throwing me off. But anyway, the last cycle was another one afflicted by bad timing and my body not being so predictable.

It just does not want to cooperated and O at around the same time every cycle and it is driving me crazy. And it seems to happen at the worst times or times when gettin' busy are not possible. The month before I O'd way earlier than I expected... while family was visiting. Now this last cycle I had O'd way LATER than before and of course it happened to fall when I had to leave town for my grandmother's death & funeral. The timing has just sucked lately.

So this cycle should be different. We're not going anywhere, no one is visiting, life should be "normal"... and much easier to get our timing right. Let's just see when my body decides to O this time.

Attention ovaries: Please cooperate and O in a timely manner. Thank you.

CD 2

Happy Birthday to Me!

Today I start the last year of my 20's. Hooray for me. I don't feel older, and it doesn't really bother me (as much as my siblings try and rub in the fact they think I'm "old). 29 is no big deal. And the fact that I'm almost 30 is no big deal either.

Tonight Mr. H2O and I are going to one of my favorite nice restaurants in Atlantic City for dinner, Doc's Oyster House. It's usually our anniversary spot, but since we didn't really do anything for our anniversary in May, I thought it would be nice a good idea to go there. It has a great "old fashioned" romantic ambiance, like a nice seafood/steakhouse straight out of the 30's or 40's. The food is fabulous too. The french fried shoestring beets are the best (the only beets that I will ever eat).

The "kid before I'm 30" deadline is closing in, but that's ok. I'm remaining positive that it will happen. It's cycle #6, CD 8, and I'm awaiting the O in hopefully the next week or so. It'll be fun. Let's give that bitch AF an knock out punch and get KTFU.

On to a New Cycle

Today is day 1 of cycle #6. Yeah me! Today I feel like celebrating with a bag of chocolate, a bottle of wine and a bottle of advil.

I had things all wrong with this last cycle, probably because of one missed day, and interruptions in life. It ended up being shorter than previous ones I've had. And I pretty much suck at timing it right... or at least the O time hasn't necessarily worked in our favor.
Last cycle, I happened to have my family visiting, and it looks like it was during my "fertile period". Of course that fertile period was a little earlier than expected. But also, I have thins thing about gettin' busy when I have family members visiting at the house... It's kind of less likely to happen. And my whole schedule was interrupted with less sleep and more alcohol drinking. But I thought I may have been in the clear and had some earlier "fluke" high temps then O'd after that. But since what I had of my LP was amounting to only 10 days (way too short for me), I knew I had to be wrong.

Nope. Looks like I was wrong. It looks like the day I "actually" O'ed was a day that I happened to not take my temp. A morning after I was up until 3:30 am at the band's show. Then I had a couple days of high temps that I thought were just due to my house being abnormally hot those mornings and lack of sleep. But now that AF arrived today, I don't think that was the case.

So we totally missed the O. No March baby. Time to try for an April one. I am vowing to try our hardest not to miss it this time. We will FLB for 2 weeks straight if we have to.

NEXT!

No luck on this last one. Now I'm on to cycle #5. I know everyone was waiting with baited breath.

Mr. H2O says that I'm putting all this pressure on myself. I disagree. I mean I do have this thing about wanting to have at least 1 kid before I turn 30. And since my 29th birthday is a month away, my time for that goal is running out in a few months. But it won't be the end of the world if our first kid doesn't arrive before then.

Am I setting myself up for disappointment? I don't think so. Sure, I am a little disappointed when AF arrives instead of a bfp, but I need to keep a positive attitude and move on to the next chance. It's not time to freak out yet.

Nope, I'm just on to a new cycle where I hope that we sucessfully knock out AF on her ass and have a healthy baby on the way. I hope this will be the one.