According to my Fertility Friend BBT chart, I should begin a new cycle today or tomorrow. That means in about two weeks I’ll be inseminating for the first time since July. I am excited and terrified. If life had a fast-forward button I would use it today. Uncertainty is a bitch. So is PMS. And cramps. And fertility charting. But without all of this, no egg, no pregnancy, no baby. It’s like riding a raucous roller coaster blindfolded while clutching a big box of Kotex, a vial of sperm, a BBT thermometer, and a calendar to cross off the days, and you never know how long the ride is going to last. Bitchin’, huh?
So I’m climbing aboard. I hope it turns out to be a nine month-long ride.
