Today is MH’s birthday. I didn’t sleep well at all last night – awake on the couch from 2:30-5am. When MH’s alarm went off this morning, I barely could wish him a happy birthday. I was that tired.
I woke up in time to make him a sandwich to take with him to work. I also went to the bathroom. I didn’t think it was possible for my period to arrive until I stopped taking progesterone. But I guess not in my case. I had an unwanted gift. My period.
Surprisingly, I’m not that upset. I’m not sure why. I think that deep down inside I knew it was coming. I had the signs – most especially because my temperature dropped yesterday morning. And, here I was all worried about when to take the test. Next time, I know to just relax.
So, I’ll wallow a little and then will call my fertility center and schedule a CD3 ultrasound.
Sigh. Another cycle bites the dust. I won’t tell MH until later. I don’t want to ruin his birthday. I have a feeling that he’ll be more upset than me this time around.