Still I Rise
as sung by the Seattle Men's Chorus
Yet still I rise/ Never to give up/ Never to give in against all odds/ Yet still I rise/ High above the clouds/ At times I feel alone/ But still I rise/
I have discovered that the chart gallery of TCOYF is an incredible time-suck. I can spend hours perusing charts, looking for one or two that are just a little like mine (curious?), and then get all my hopes up based on one woman who, back in 2007, was pregnant despite having weird temperatures. Result? I P'dOAS this morning. And afternoon, since the morning one was a dud. So, of course, I had to go buy more HPTs, so I could get an accurate result. Because if the possible ovulation 2 days ago turns out to be an actual O and results in a BFP, I'm going to want to know exactly when it all went down. Ovulating 3 weeks after doctors expect you to doesn't result in happy due dates, I'm thinking.
Talk about counting chickens before they're hatched!
My hopes are up because my BBT rose yesterday, and is staying high today (still higher than previous temps in this cycle), and fingers are crossed. As much as they can be while I play piano, that is. Piano playing has turned out to be a great stress-reliever, as well as a good way to pass time on my day off. Now that I've completed my errands for the day, I'd best give the dog a bath before her stink sinks into the sofa cushions.