No-name tissues are the devil.

CD 20. 8 DPO. Nothing exciting to report. I've stayed out of the galleries so far this cycle so I'm proud of that. And I'll be busy at a wedding all weekend so won't have time to obsess. I plan to test Saturday morning just to see whether or not I can drink, then I'll wait out AF.

Non-TTC-related: I have a cold. Summer colds are the worst. I want to die.

 

And that's all I have to say about that.

The Adventures of Kroll the Warrior King...

Tequila Makes Her Clothes Fall Off.

CD13. Positive OPK last night, so pretty sure today is O day. Just waiting for crosshairs.

This weekend is my cousin's bachelorette party. I am effing excited.

Tequila may be the death of me. I can take it without flinching and without needing a chaser, and it's been known to bring out my competitive streak when doing shots with "tough guys" who just can't handle the stuff. I'm supposed to meet SIL on Saturday afternoon to help make wedding favours, but if this bachelorette is anything like mine was, I will be in no shape to do anything the next day. I may be BWI very early Saturday morning. I apologize in advance for what will likely be several incoherent posts.

Fielding Questions.

CD 10. Time to start peeing on OPKs and try out the Preseed.

Went to a wedding this weekend for DH's good friend from college. It was a lot of fun to get caught up with friends we haven't seen since our wedding in August. Got all dressed up, cried happy tears, ate delicious food, chatted a lot, danced up a storm and drank too much wine. Good times. Only problem was all the inevitable baby questions. "When is the baby coming?", "I'm amazed you aren't pregnant yet", "What are you waiting for?", "I so though you guys would get pregnant right after the wedding!". Eff. Right. Off. I answered with some variance of "We'll get there, just waiting on job/house/etc".

I would really like to go back and undo all the times I've asked friends and family when they will have babies and why they are waiting so long. I honestly had no idea how much it could sting. I'm trying to remember that people don't know that we have been trying, and that their questions and comments come from a good place. But it's effing annoying. 

Just hanging around...

CD5.
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting.

AF needs to GTFO. My Preseed just came in the mail and I'm dying to try it out. 

Well, that'll teach me.

So after letting myself getting all newb-optimistic about last cycle (implantation dip? Come on, Daisy, you know better than that), it looks like we're back to square one. I wasted far too much time chart stalking to see if mine looked anything like anyone else's pregnancy charts (because obviously if it looks the same, I must be pregnant too, right? FFS, I'm a moron), and I peed on too many sticks. No more reading in to things. It just makes me crazy, and then I feel like an idiot. From now on, I'm being completely rational and objective about TTC. I figure this will last about three days, and then I'll be back in the chart galleries again.

Looking to the bright side of CD1, at least the $40 I dropped on a Divacup last cycle isn't going completely to waste. Also I have three weddings within a month of each other, and a bachelorette party, so at least I don't have to worry about who will notice that I'm not drinking. I plan on getting white-girl wasted at all events.

This is gonna be my year

I can just feel it. Things are happening. I am in the hiring pools for two separate school boards, and I just sent of a ridiculous number of applications to individual schools. All of which are in my second choice school board, but I'm still waiting to hear from my first choice. At this point I'll be happy with whatever I can get. So now that the application process is out of my hands, it's on to the waiting game again. But I have a good feeling about this. I really think this is going to be my year. If I get a job with the board, it'll be almost double my current salary, I'll be with my favourite age group (love those 4- and 5-year olds!), and I'll have summers off. This is seriously my dream job. And all the schools I'm applying to are back closer to my hometown, which is exciting. I love the city I'm in now, but I'm ready to be back closer to family again.

On a more TTC-related note, my chart is still making me twitchy. Temp drop at 7DPO, then big jump at 8DPO, and now just a teeny-tiny drop today (still way above my coverline). I cannot stop chart stalking. Originally I was planning on holding out testing until Friday, but now that my temps are messing with my head this much I'm totally starting tomorrow. Here goes nothing!