I’ve reached a new milestone today.
Figures this was the month I really tried to ignore signs and symptoms and counting days.
Figures this was the month where I allowed myself to embrace the difficult holidays and roll with it. Hosting dinner with super fertile guests, not crying during Christmas-themed commercials or while listening to holiday music. I gleefully decorated and started shopping without missing a beat.
Figures this month I’d get a mysterious yet perfectly timed cold/sore throat that so many others claim to be a pregnancy symptom.
Figures this month I had a weird cm episode with one tiny strand of red. Something I’ve never seen before. Ever. No clue if it meant implantation or ovulation so I let it go.
Figures this month I didn’t have my usual brown spotting for a good 3-5 days before expecting AF. It didn’t start until CD28 and was minimal and then it stopped.
Figures that getting it on didn’t bring it on. Neither did going #2 this morning.
Figures I had weird AF type cramps that one silly Tylenol took care of and they never returned.
Figures I’d be 3-4 days late, only to finally have it show up today on CD31 making this one of the very rare “long” cycles I’ve had.
Figures it’s Christmas…again.
When does it end? I think right now. I can’t have another cycle like this one, that happens out of nowhere, disguised as a Christmas miracle, only to be hugely disappointed when I didn’t think I even cared anymore. I really need to move on.