10dpo

T-3 days (and counting) to my hCG blood test. The time could not move any slower if it tried...


Yes, folks, you've read my chart correctly, my temperature went back to its high today. THANK YOU, GOD! Even though I had practically convinced myself yesterday that the fall was going to be steady for the next few days AND even though I know that a high temperature today is no guarantee that it will stay high the remainder of this week (and the following), I did breathe a huge sign of relief when I saw the 97.5 this morning, even after I got up and went back to bed after Adoration. (I did have 3.75 hours of sleep in-between going back to bed and temping, which, I'm sure accounts for the good result.) Like I said, I realize that this isn't some surefire good news in anticipation of Friday, but I do feel better that it's not a fall. (And, frankly, all I can do is take it one day at a time.)

Symptoms continue and include a sore belly (this feels like little bruises all over my tummy and has happened for all our pregnancies, but I'm trying not to jinx myself), on and off nausea, continued trips to the bathroom (yesterday, at work, I peed 6 times over 8 hours... again, trying not to jinx myself), sore tatas, and oily skin. Of course, these things, I'm sure, could all be PMS symptoms and, while my irritability could simply be stress, my whacked out mind tells me that's another pre-period symptom instead. But who knows. The joys of the infertility patient...

On another could-be pregnancy symptom, I've been having vivid dreams. Sunday night, the dream included a Peter-look alike werewolf (I mean, the man has chest hair, but lycanthrope he isn't...) and last night, I would have sworn on stack of Bibles that I was awake when, in reality I was dreaming about being awake and tossing & turning. Weird, huh? I didn't know until the alarm went off and I actually woke up that, indeed, I'd been dreaming. So far, no dreams of Daniel Craig, but I'm still holding out, LOL.