AF arrived in style this morning, necessitating a sheets change and ruining my underwear. Does that still happen to you? I thought I would somehow “grow out of” teenage bed soakings…
Anyway, that means it’s CD1, the start of a brand new cycle. And it’s our 21st attempt in 28 months (the rest of the time I was pregnant).
The number 21 has a nice ring to it, and I’ve always liked odd numbers.
I’m on day 5 of my new healthy eating plan (more on that soon), but still suffering cravings and tiredness. Got a good feeling about this month*. Yup.
*Optimism and hope are my new weapons of choice. Heh.