You've Got to Show
by the Indigo Girls
Why don't we both agree we're both afraid and too afraid to say
If I say count to three and move toward me, would you meet me half the way
There are a thousand things about me I want only you to know
But I can't do it alone, you've got to show
Last week I was feeling all positive about my cycle, counting the days after ovulation, and trying to figure out when a pregnancy test might be accurate...and then my temperatures started getting weird. At first, I was willing to chalk it up to a fluke temperature here and there, and then I thought it might be my thermometer battery dying. Now, I'm forced to admit that this was an anovulatory cycle, and we are definitely going to be trying again.
I did the whole POAS routine this morning, just to make sure I hadn't totally misread my chart, and got the BFN I expected. So, I enjoyed a couple Guinness at St. Patrick's Day dinner, and now we wait for the next cycle. I'm frustrated right now because when I have had anovulatory cycles in the past, they last up to 46 days(!), and I'm not in the mood to wait that long - I'm already at day 29. I've tried parsley tea in the past to speed things up, and I may try that again tomorrow, just to see if I can move things along. I hate standing still.