tigersense
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Ughhhh I knew this whole TTC thing was going to be tough but man this is TOUGH. I have irregular cycles about half the time, which can range anywhere from 35 to 55 days so I’ve got that going for me which is great. The 55 day-ers I’m pretty sure are totally anovulatory. Eye roll. When I’m regular, they are 30-32 days and I supposedly ovulate around day 20-22. I know this from temping in the past.
This was technically our 3rd cycle TTC, but the second month into trying ended up being an irregular cycle and our timing was stupid off so I don’t really count that one. So this was the second cycle of knowing we timed it well and hit that sweet spot.
This was the first cycle I’ve ever used OPKs, and I was terrified they were going to confirm my worst fear that I don’t actually ovulate and will eventually need intervention. This fear stems from my history of irregularity and that I watched my mom and stepdad struggle with infertility growing up.
I was overwhelmed with joy when I had two days worth of Christmas tree level positive OPKs and I thought to myself “could it be?? Could this pregnancy thing actually be possible for me??” I could’ve framed those OPKs and put them on my mantle.
By luck, we had happened to have sex two days in a row before my OPK turned positive then of course went at it like rabbits after the positive. So we managed to hit O-3, O-2, 0-1, O, and O+1 (twice). FF says O day was CD22.
I felt so so good about it. Our bangathon was really going to pay off, I thought, in the most precious of dividends. I tried my best not to symptom spot, but it was hard to deny that I felt feverish on and off throughout the TWW which has never happened. I knew I shouldn’t have read into that but my heart secretly blossomed with hope anyway. I really thought I got a bingo this month, and felt so relieved that maybe I’m actually one of those unicorn girls after all. And that this would mean subsequent pregnancies after this one will be achievable easily too and I can actually have the litter of children I’ve always wanted. I’d be able to put my years of fear surrounding my fertility to bed for good. Yas honey!!
My LP is only 10 days long, so my period is due today and I’m also 10DPO. Yesterday I began feeling the familiar feel of my uterus quivering in anticipation of menstrual eruption. Shouldn’t have done it since I already knew what the outcome would be, but I took a test this morning and it was as ghost white as a blizzard in January. And now I have a pink tinge to my CM so I know my final answer for this cycle.
Sigh. Onwards and upwards I suppose. This journey is one hell of a rollercoaster and my heart is with anyone getting those big fat stupid f’n negatives today.
This was technically our 3rd cycle TTC, but the second month into trying ended up being an irregular cycle and our timing was stupid off so I don’t really count that one. So this was the second cycle of knowing we timed it well and hit that sweet spot.
This was the first cycle I’ve ever used OPKs, and I was terrified they were going to confirm my worst fear that I don’t actually ovulate and will eventually need intervention. This fear stems from my history of irregularity and that I watched my mom and stepdad struggle with infertility growing up.
I was overwhelmed with joy when I had two days worth of Christmas tree level positive OPKs and I thought to myself “could it be?? Could this pregnancy thing actually be possible for me??” I could’ve framed those OPKs and put them on my mantle.
By luck, we had happened to have sex two days in a row before my OPK turned positive then of course went at it like rabbits after the positive. So we managed to hit O-3, O-2, 0-1, O, and O+1 (twice). FF says O day was CD22.
I felt so so good about it. Our bangathon was really going to pay off, I thought, in the most precious of dividends. I tried my best not to symptom spot, but it was hard to deny that I felt feverish on and off throughout the TWW which has never happened. I knew I shouldn’t have read into that but my heart secretly blossomed with hope anyway. I really thought I got a bingo this month, and felt so relieved that maybe I’m actually one of those unicorn girls after all. And that this would mean subsequent pregnancies after this one will be achievable easily too and I can actually have the litter of children I’ve always wanted. I’d be able to put my years of fear surrounding my fertility to bed for good. Yas honey!!
My LP is only 10 days long, so my period is due today and I’m also 10DPO. Yesterday I began feeling the familiar feel of my uterus quivering in anticipation of menstrual eruption. Shouldn’t have done it since I already knew what the outcome would be, but I took a test this morning and it was as ghost white as a blizzard in January. And now I have a pink tinge to my CM so I know my final answer for this cycle.
Sigh. Onwards and upwards I suppose. This journey is one hell of a rollercoaster and my heart is with anyone getting those big fat stupid f’n negatives today.