I am so hormonal right now and it sucks. I hate the first day of my period. It is a slap in the face and a cruel reminder of not being pregnant. Day 1 is the anti-pregnancy. It is polar opposite of being pregnant. It makes me angry. I hate it.
To add insult to injury, we were out shopping and as we were going through the check-out, I motioned to Randy at the trash that was walking in the door (I know, I am so mean). A girl came in no older than 16 with, who I later found out, her grandma and a boy that appeared to have an IQ of a questionable range. After nudging Randy to take a peek at the situation, I heard a high pitched squeal as an employee and this girl embraced in one of those, "Oh my God I haven't seen you in so long," hugs. They took a moment to reacquaint and then the grandma said, "Can you point us in the direction of the maternity clothes, not that we are looking or anything." Wink, wink, as she rubbed the 16 year-olds belly. More squeals while the children (girls) giggled and laughed and shared their excitement. Blah, blah, blah, the parents kicked the girl out of the house, she is now living with grandma and everyone is happy. I stood pissed as I watched this train wreck taking place and thinking how unfair life is...for me and for that baby that will have those parents. Poor kid doesn't have a chance.
Anyway, pity party is over...time to move on. Tomorrow I start my unmedicated, monitored cycle. I go in tomorrow (at 7am) for baseline ultrasound and blood work. They will be checking to see when/if I ovulate and something about luteal phase (which I know is the time after ovulation). I have never had a monitored cycle and am excited to learn more about my body. I'll let you know how it goes tomorrow and our course of action.
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