So... My last post ended up being wrong. I didn't ovulate until nearly a week later, though I thought my temps said I did because I was used to that slow rise. I was quite upset about not getting the timing right and ending up with a longer cycle. I had terrible nightmares during my cycle, horror monster style stuff. But on cycle 9 I'm firmly into my next cycle and now I'm daydreaming about snuggly little bundles.
We bought pool passes and have spent a several days at the pool... Just the boys and I mostly as hubs is working of course. He's miserable, and ready to quit, and possibly going to just start driving a bus, maybe go back to school... All I want is a baby but he's ready for a new job, how can I be contemplating a baby when he may not have work? Or at least not be so firmly established. I'm kinda freaking out, it will probably delay ovulation again... Gah! Why can't life just be easy?
In other news: I wore a bikini in public yesterday! Big step for me. Trying to walk out all the talk I've been living. Living my best life in the body I have instead of the body I *wish* I had. It was fantastic. Nobody even looked twice at me, that I noticed anyway. Of course my thighs burned where I forgot sunscreen, but hey, base tan eventually. Gosh I was so pumped. Still riding that high.
