...because as the poet says, they oft' go awry. For example, had I been *planning* on AF showing up in a week, I would have been devastated last night when she blew in in all her painful, disgusting glory. But you know what? I don't care. She came, and that's a big deal in and of itself. So I have to wait another cycle before calling Dr. B - big woop. That just gives me more time to focus on weight training and being generally happy with what life throws at me. And at least the spotting will stop and in a few days I can pounce my long-suffering husband.
I feel like an outlier right now in the infertility world. All but a very few bloggers I'm following are pregnant and the others are actively trying. I almost feel like a sham - is my blog still an IF blog? Well of course it is, but I still feel...different. I guess things will get back to "normal" in about 30 days, which is basically when I had originally expected to go back to TTC. Until then, you will all just have to read about the more mundane parts of my life. Maybe I'll post pictures of my current crochet project - I am *so* proud of it!