Now there’s some work to be done. First I need to get pregnant before we can actually have another baby. We started trying last month in November, so this was our first month making a go of it. We have been having lots of fun together. We even drove up to Orlando with the kids for a quick weekend away at Disney.
I know exactly when I ovulate because I get mettleshmertz, or middle of the cycle pain, during ovulation. I started feeling nauseous periodically after our trip. And I needed to pee—often. I knew it was too soon to have pregnancy symptoms, but I couldn’t help but wonder. I took a test, and it was negative … but it was probably just too soon to get an accurate reading. I have been meditating and visualizing and everything, so I decided to wait a few days more and once I missed my period, we’d be in business.
11:30 p.m.—ahh … spotting. It must be breakthrough bleeding from implantation. That means I must be pregnant! “Honey, wake up, I think I’m pregnant.” 1:30 a.m—I wake up to go to the bathroom. Not pregnant. Back to the drawing board. I don’t think I’m going to be able to convince my husband to take another trip this month. I guess this baby will have to be conceived on the home front.