This month’s post-O temps are very consistent. It’s a little weird. Especially due to the fact that my waking times have been all over the map this month. I figure I’m going to continue this temping thing, since it does seem to work, but I’m just not going to stress about when I wake up – just me getting several hours of sleep strung together is an accomplishment. So I’m hoping that these stable temps are a good sign. Although I’m of the opinion that temps mean absolutely nothing until you get near the end of your LP. There really don’t seem to be any “indicators” of pregnancy until the end when it jumps up instead of drops down. But eh, I keep looking for something to give me hope.

Yesterday my stomach area was feeling funny. I was eating quite a bit – mostly junkfood, I’m afraid – and my stomach had this pinching, light cramping feeling on the left side. I don’t know if it was from the food, from the lifting I’d done at work on monday, or something else. Here’s hoping for the “something else.”

I’m finding that the first week after O goes by quickly enough. I have other things on my mind. There’s nothing to obsess over yet. We did our job, now it’s just the wait. But after about a week it really starts to drag and I start getting impatient – not that I was really patient to begin with.

I’ve set my first testing date as saturday (11dpo). Early, as always, on the off-chance I’m one of the lucky few. AF is scheduled to arrive next tuesday. So we shall see.