Well, I don’t know what to think.
I have been pretty spotty with temping this cycle. When I do, my sleep is so restless that my temps are all over the place. I have also been kind of lax with the OPKs (ovulation predictor kits). They were getting darker and then yesterday I only had one line again. I also haven’t really cared about checking my cervical mucous this cycle either. I didn’t test or temp today because K woke me up and wouldn’t let me do either.
I have to warn you. I am going to talk about private things now. If you don’t like that, don’t read further.
This morning while K and I were doing the deed, I felt a sharp pinch about where my right ovary is. It then felt kind of achy for about an hour afterwards. If it was me ovulating, we couldn’t have timed things better.
Another reason I think I ovulated is because it took no time for me to be ready for sex this morning. Usually it takes forever to get enough lubrication. Maybe I had plenty of fertile, egg-white cervical mucous.
I’m still not sure it was ovulation though. I need to wait and see if my temps are elevated the next few days to confirm it. In the meantime, I’ll get back to the OPKs and we’ll keep up with the intimacy every other day until I know for sure.
It’s about 4 in the morning right now. I have been up for an hour. I have a UTI again.
This is why I don’t post about trying to get pregnant. Because every other month or so, one of these comes along.
I did have egg-white cervical mucus Tuesday night which is the whole reason why I am now waiting for the Bactrim to kick in. I didn’t think honeymoon cystitis was supposed to show up 2 1/2 years after the honeymoon.
Well, if I did ovulate (I won’t know because I didn’t bother charting this month), I hope we got it that one night. I am not putting myself through this again until I call my doctor for a refill. And I will keep the Rx bottle and a water bottle by my bed so I can remember to take it.
Have a great day.
When I read the story of the birth of Christ, that is the one line that speaks to me more than any other. When the angel Gabriel told Mary that she was to bear the son of God, she accepted that her Father in heaven had chosen this role for her. She was a young woman, probably nervous about her upcoming marriage, and suddenly told that she would carry a child. She would probably face severe prejudice for not holding on to her chastity and had to face the fact that things would be extremely difficult. And yet she still said, “Behold the handmaid of the Lord”.
I have faced a difficult past year. I had a miscarriage, had extremely stressful times in my marriage, have dealt with severe periods of depression and am now realizing that this may be my dad’s last Christmas. Even with all this going on, being a handmaid to the Lord has been a struggle for me. I know that following the principles laid out for me in the Scriptures are the way to happiness and contentment. Yet for some reason, I can’t even do the bare minimum. I do nothing blatantly wrong but I don’t strive to fulfill the covenants I have made with Heavenly Father. I know that I’m not living up to my potential as a child of God.
In the coming year, I will try to overcome my weaknesses and dedicate myself to continuing on the path with eternity in mind. I know the biggest obstacle I have to overcome is letting my depression keep me from doing things that are pleasing to Heavenly Father. I will attend church regularly, pay a full tithe, serve others and keep in mind always that blessings abound for those who are obedient. I will remember that, even though those blessings may be few on earth, they will be showered upon me after my mortal existence.
I need to remember to be a handmaid.