I was doing so well with keeping my chart looking nice and then this morning, at 3am, we were startled out of bed by the sound of gun shots. The dogs went wild. For a moment I thought someone had broken into the house. Luckily, that was not the case, although I'm not sure what did happen.
It did prevent me from taking my bbt. I had to store my fmu in the fridge to use in the cbefm...uh..ew...the things you do when ttc.
The monitor has been giving me HIGH readings for the past few days, but anybody playing along at home with us knows that doesn't mean anything. The OPK two days ago was darker than the one yesterday, so who knows. I will keep testing. Everyday.
More and more of my blog reader friends are pregnant with their first or second baby. There are not too many of us out there in our boat. Still trying since 2007....
This time of year has been especially difficult this year. Last year we found out we were pregnant on March 31st. We told my parents on Easter Sunday. And then comes Mother's Day. I am a mother, but so few people consider me so.
3 comments:
You are a mother. I know it, you know it. People who don't see you as a mother can shove it.
You absolutely are. Though I know just how hard it is to have that day in there anyway. ♥
I consider you a mother.
And I'll still here from the 2007 club. So you aren't alone.
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