Cycle #2

Started spotting and temps started dipping on Monday, so I had a pretty good idea that shark week was imminent. Still not fun to see it confirmed in your panties though. There was a little bit of confusion this morning when I woke up and there was nothing on my liner, but a few hours later and I am no longer confused. I am a little afraid of what my periods are going to be like now. Before Little Man, they were freakin' horrendous; tons of painful cramping and always heavy. After he was born, they were not nearly as painful and lighter. With the IUD in place, I could get through it with panty liners and there was little to no cramping at all (cake walk)! Hopefully I go back to how they were post-baby rather than pre-baby.

Come on ute! Mama is still dreaming of being pregglified with my sister! Please don't take too long!

Gotta say

You are all a wealth of information and support...

Whatevs

She's feeling much better about it today. I don't know what changed overnight, but when she called me this morning, she was in much better spirits and even talking names and due dates. I guess she just needed some time for it to sink in. And also, two more positive tests :)

She couldn't hold in her news for very long and had my parents on Skype later in the afternoon. My mom cried, of course. Daddy was grinnin' like a goof. I got it all on video for her because she wanted a record of their reaction. I'm just so stinkin' happy that she's happy! They're both already in full swing planning mode. I tried to tell her not to make any huge decisions right now and that they have plenty of time to get their finances and other things in order. Alas, she has never been the person to take my advice to heart. I'm hoping that they slow down a little and enjoy it.

But being happy for her just isn't enough it seems. My stupid body. And my stupid brain. Argh! I had quite the little temp jump this morning and my boobs feel a little tender. Of COURSE phantom symptoms are haunting me right now! Dangle the dream of simultaneous pregnancies right.in.front.of.my.face whydon'tchya!? In my rational mind I know I'm being completely ridiculous. In my not so rational mind I'm dreaming of a dual baby shower... *FacePalm*

OhMyGod!OhMyGod!OhMyGod!OhMyGod!

MY LITTLE SISTER IS PREGNANT!

Oh my freaking gawwwd!  *giddy twirls*

I just so wish that she wasn't so scared and upset! Why? Why? Why is she freaking out? She is 23 and has been married for two years. She and her hubs have great jobs, a beautiful home, and are doing well. I don't understand why she is reacting this way. Ok, maybe it's a little earlier than they planned, but does it really make that much of a difference?

Not trying to make it about me, but I really want to be excited about being an aunt again (and OMG possibly fulfilling our dream of being pregnant together ) and I can't because I don't want her to feel like her feelings are not valid.

What do I do? How do I help her?

Alright then, be weird!

You don't have to come out of lurkdom, but know that I'm going to assume that you're weirdos. So I'm glad I scrubbed the blog before I started posting again.

Now I'm going to pretend that you're not here because I have some stuff to write about.

When we first started the journey for #2 (you know, 22 days ago), I had a mini scare with DH. A couple days after yanking my IUD I told him that I had bought some prenatals and asked him if he was excited to finally be trying again. He said "it is what it is". I was thrown for a bit of a loop because we had been talking about it for a while and after waiting two years longer than I really wanted to, I was SUPER excited. I guess I figured he would be too. Of course, me being me, I got all in my own head and started thinking the worst.

"Are we not on the same page?"

"Did I pull the goalie too soon? It's not like I can just put it back in!"

"OMG, am I going to have to chart to avoid now!?"

I was dreading having to talk to DH about it. No, that's wrong. I was terrified. Not because I was fearful of a fight, but because I would be heartbroken if he were to tell me that he wasn't really ready and ask me to wait even longer. I actually stewed in this craziness for almost a whole day before bringing it up to DH. He pretty much laughed at my anxiousness and let me know in no uncertain terms that he was on board. Definitely on board.

Anyway, that little story is supposed to be a segue into this next little tidbit. You creepers may not think it's important at all, but it made my heart happy and I wanted to document it.

Last night we were... doing stuff and he asked me if I was ovulating. *swoons from adorableness* I would have to go back through past posts to double check, but I'm pretty sure he never asked me that when we were trying for Little Man. I like to believe that even though he may not express it the same way (or at all *sigh*), that he is just as excited as I am. He's showing more interest in what's going on with me, but I can't talk about it too much or he tunes out. Which is why I put it all down here! I can say what I need to say and unload my brain, so to speak, and not dump everything on him.

I'm on clouds today. ♥

For the record, I'm 11DPO today and have absolutely zero intention of testing until 15DPO. I hate seeing BFNs.

Hi Lurkers!

I know you're out there! I can see my page view count going up and I've only told one person that I've started blogging again and I don't think she looks at this page 20+ times a day.

Or do you, J? 'Cause that would be weird...

Plus I was getting hits before I took it off of Private mode, so I know it's probably past readers I've lost touch with. I am intrigued to know who's reading. Please comment!