Dip

Well, my temperature dipped about 8 tenths of a degree, straight down to my coverline on my FF chart. Between my wacky emotions, massive cravings for chocolate, and the cramping I’ve been having, I’d say it’s pretty safe to assume AF will be here any day.  I’m supposed to go for bloodwork tomorrow if AF isn’t here by then, and I think I still will, although I bet she shows up before the lab results are in and my CNM prescribes me the Provera.

I’m so ready for this ridiclously long cycle to be over.  I am really hoping against hope that we make a baby the good ol’ fashioned way, although I feel like that is a pretty naive statement to make. CNM says I’ll be referred to the RE if we’re not pregnant on our own by October, or I have another cycle that goes past 60 days.

 Our “in a perfect world” plan was to get pregnant around August/September so that we’d have a May-ish baby because Husbando will be done with his classes for the summer and will only have one class a semester for the following year. Having a baby when Husbando is not a full-time student was a decision we made quite a while ago.   His schedule is just so busy that it would have been pretty tough.  However, we haven’t been preventing pregnancy since we got married last August and really knew we would be okay with an earlier pregnancy if we were to be so lucky. 

So, all that’s left to do now is continue to wait for AF, and see how much interesting stuff Husbando has read today in my copy of Taking Charge of Your Fertility. BTW, Husbando’s new code name for future baby is “Jupiter”. Hmm.