It never fails to surprise me just how much your cycle can vary from month to month – and I am a regular 28 day kinda girl to start with.
After barely a twinge from my ovaries this month, which I eventually put down to running somehow helping my body, I ended up sat on the toilet at 3am last night breathing through the excrutiating pain on my right side as what I presume was the emergence of this month’s egg occurred.
Oh my. I actually sat there and thought to myself:
I can’t ever go through labour again, I do not want another baby this much!
After a while I went back to bed and by laying on my back with my body bent slightly sideways and my right leg straight out (to stretch out my right side), I managed to drop off to sleep.
When I woke at 6am I was blissfully and gratefully pain free.
What was that all about?
I do usually ovulate from my left side so maybe the right ovary is out of practice.
Eugh. Horrible. Now that’s all done with I absolutely have to get my book proposal finished (not easy with a 3 and 2 year old running around and DH home from work this week), so thankfully I have lots to distract me for the dreadful two week wait (yup, we decided to give it one more shot – who could resist yesterdays opk? yes I am a sucker for punishment, yes I am bored of trying now, but until I wake up and know that I won’t let DH near me during my fertile phase I can’t let an opportunity slide past without a fair go).
Fun, fun, right?!?