groundhog day

Today fertility friend threw up the red cross hairs on my chart.  They landed on September 11, which I guess would mean today is actully 5DPO, not 6DPO.  I’ve been counting from the 10th when I got my first positive OPK.  Now, if the 11th really is when I ovulated, I did not screw my  timing up by inseminating too early, as I feared. If the 11th is when I O-ed, I actually got the timing exactly right.

Now, that said, I don’t want to get too hopeful.  Now THAT said, all day today I have felt different.  For a few days I have had the famous phantom symptoms, but today I’ve had for real stuff going on.  Mainly I’m bloated as all get out and I’ve been cramping the better part of the afternoon.  And the girls, you know, thing one and thing two, may or may not be a little bit swollen and sore.  And about 5:30 today I was suddenly hit by a wave of complete exhaustion that left me almost unable to open my eyes, despite the fact that I had a perfectly full night sleep and pretty easy day today.   Now THAT said AGAIN, I don’t want to read too much into anything.  Even if I am KU, the miscarriage rate for women my age is somewhat alarming, and slightly below 50%.   Even if I am, I’m not going to rest easy until 1.  I make in through the first trimester and 2.  the standard birth defect testing comes back healthy.

Anyway, that’s all I’m going to say about anything for now.  For all I know, it’s all in my head and tomorrow they’ll all be gone.