I'm glad I gave people a little smile, that was the goal.
Sorry Als!
I have been told to start counting from the first day of full/red flow, but others have said that if you have regular spotting (for instance 1 day before AF every month) you can count that. Personally I don't count spotting at all.
I stay (sort of) calm by telling myself I can't do anything about it anyway. I will find out one way or another and I know how looonnnnggggg pregnancy feels so finding out at the absolute first possible moment is not high on my list of priorities. I temp and chart because it gives me a sense of control, even though I know I'm not controlling anything, it still lets me feel like I'm doing something. I know that when my perfect baby is ready for me I will be ready for him or her and I am doing everything in my power to make sure that I'm am in prime condition both physically and mentally.
The month I got pregnant with our son I went to the dr because it had been 6 months of ttc and nothing was happening. I was panicked because I knew I had ovarian cysts and I was positive that I was infertile. The doc listened to me cry at him and sent me for some tests, Nov 26th I had the blood drawn. Jan 5th was my follow up appointment, they were going to let me know what the blood tests showed if I would have to have surgery to unblock a tube or something similarly scary. I was also prescribed Clomid and was to start taking it after I got my next period. So all we could do was wait. I was terrified. We waited for AF to show her face and for the first time in months I was actually impatiently wishing she would come along already. We waited, and waited and then I started getting sick, like a cold, all stuffed up and sore throat. We were supposed to go out for drinks with my co-workers and I decided because I was pretty sure I was late, that I would POAS just for shits and giggles. It came back super positive in less than 30 seconds. So we bought 3 more and I peed on them too. That was Dec 15th.
At my Jan 5th appointment the doc told me my blood test turned up negative, I had just told him about the 4 BFPS, so he sent me for more bloods (we bought another HPT on the way home and I peed on that one to prove to myself that it was still positive). Turns out I had conceived directly before or immediately after the original blood work was done so it didn't show up, but when the nurse called to confirm the pregnancy she said to DH "Oh boy, yup, she is DEFINITELY pregnant. Her HCG levels are through the roof!", I was almost 2 months along and normally they do those tests much earlier.
So, my January appointment didn't go how we had thought it would originally and now I have my baby boy. He is perfect. It doesn't matter to me how long I have to wait because I know I will get that feeling again, when I find out I'm going to have another baby. And it will be perfect. The Clomid is still sitting in our closet, expired and waiting to be thrown out. It still saddens me when AF shows but that just means my baby wasn't ready to meet me yet. Something so scary one minute can be instantly turned around into something spectacular. I guess that is why I can stay calm.
at the dr now. They are actually doing an ultra sound. I was surprised about that.
