One Step Closer

I'm one step closer today than I was yesterday.

To getting pregnant.

Today was/is the day. Am I crazy? Am I delusional? Am I getting my hopes up? Perhaps. Or perhaps I'm just thinking good thoughts. After all, you don't want to put out there what you don't want, but what you do want. So yes, today, the first day we've had sex in four months, is the day.

I looked back on the calendar to check out my last pregnancy. The one that ended in a miscarriage. The first day of the last period was the Tuesday. We conceived the next Saturday.

This time?

The first day of my last period was April 3, a Tuesday. We had sex thismorning, a Saturday. The same time-frame. Yes, yes, I know, it doesn't necessarily work that way. Yes, yes.

Positive thinking people.

Ask for what you want. Not what you don't want.

Of course, we're having sex two, three times a day. Everyday. From now on. Not leaving anything to chance. It may well be all about chance. Last time it was. It was a complete surprise. The Husband wanted to get pregnant. I didn't. And yet I did (side note: he got me at a moment of weakness when I was drunk and couldn't figure out the whole ovulation thing and I miscounted the dates...), and I was DELIGHTED when I saw those two pink stripes.

And so now I'm on a mission. We want to get pregnat right now.

I shall report back.

Urs.