As you all know, I've been under the weather since Sunday. Nauseated, light headed, just icky feeling. So I took a test.
There was only one pink line.
Gradually, I got better, but there were/are still moments of feeling “off”.
Well finally, this morning at 5 am, I got my reason,
Aunt Flo has returned. In all of her gut churning, cramping, messy glory.
On the one hand, I am happy about the return of my fertility. I was beginning to wonder after 10 months.
But then, I am also AFRAID. This means I can get pregnant again.
To me this is the stangest feeling. I spent almost 2 years trying my best to get pregnant by any means necessary. It feels strange to me that I am now once again actively NOT trying to be pregnant. I can't even imagine having another one right now. I bow down in wonder at the women who do it. But me? We're not ready over here!