Round Two, Strike Two?

I've moved forward from our failure last month and am focused on August being my lucky month. Last month was too soon anyway. This time, we'll definitely get it. My montly reminder came with a flurry, as if I needed reminded again that I wasn't pregnant. We decided last month we didn't "try" hard enough. I think we timed it all wrong. This time, we're super serious. Because, believe it or not, we now really WANT a baby! It's amazing how quickly your whole frame of mind can change. But we're both in this together and can't wait to be pregnant! I think we made a noble effort this month. But, I'm getting this strange feeling that once again, we've been unsuccessful. The big "O" day should have been 3 days ago, but I really have no confirmation this time as to whether it was or wasn't. And, now the more I'm researching I'm finding that this month we were timing it wrong and last month timed it all RIGHT. That's a bummer. This may end up being strike two.

However, one glimmer of hope... I've had a cramping sensation in my lower left abdomen for the past two days. Similar to the "O" day sensation, only at times a tad bit more intense. Could it be sperm meeting egg, a late "O" day, or last night's dinner? Hopefully we will have the exciting conclusion in about a week.

P.S. A Woodchuck Cider was enjoyed this past month, and coming up with an awkward excuse not to drink it was avoided thanks to the one little pink line!

It's a "No"

With the fear of the DHA pill nausea behind me (never made me sick, only makes me burp out fish flavor all day long!), we stuck to the plan of "trying" to get pregnant these past few weeks. I feel like I have become some kind of mad scientist with all the calculations, measurements, and observations I've performed on myself. I think I have my ovulation predicted down to the precise minute. And, I could swear this month I knew the exact moment when I did ovulate. And I was perfect... right according to schedule. The next few days after the "O" day (as we'll call it), I woke up each morning with a little nausea that quickly passed. Was this a good sign? Four or five days later the feeling was gone and I had a deep, sinking feeling that I was NOT preggers. Adam seemed to have that feeling too. I read post after post online about people who say they have NO way of telling if they're pregnant for the first few weeks. So, I started holding out some hope. Maybe I would be surprised! Then, when I just couldn't wait anymore, I declared that I was ready to try the home pregnancy test, knowing it wasn't likely to be positive. And, that I was pushing it testing myself 5 days before my expected monthly reminder. But, I just had to know, so I could stop stressing about it for a few weeks. So, I took the test (never thought I'd be peeing in a cup in my own household). I had my speech-timer watch handy (we had to be 100% precise, you know!) and we waited the quick two minutes and went to take a look at the pink lines together. One line... one line... that was it. No second line. Epic fail! Better luck next time! I felt like I just got voted off "American Idol." But not so much of a let-down like top 5 of "Idol," more like a top 24 let-down. Okay, we'll get 'em next time team! Well, at least now I can have that one last alcoholic beverage and dip in the hot tub!