WARNING: This post is rated NC-17. It contains adult themes, including but not limited to a detailed discussion of my cervical mucus. Those squeamish about bodily fluids and/or those persons who have recently ingested any food products should move on.
Seriously, move along folks…there’s nothing here for you to see.
Annnnndddd…for everyone else: hold on to your hardhats people, because I have some Big News. I think, think, that I am currently ovulating and Holy Hannah, it’s only CD17!!! Now, ordinarily, this would not be anything to write home about.
In fact, that would be an odd and somewhat disturbing letter when you think about it.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I am having a really awesome time at Camp Wanamukka!!!!! I heart my new best friends a lot a lot. We go swimming, braid our hair and make s’mores. And learn how to use a bow and arrow thing which is totally fun. The mosquitos are bad and the boys are icky. Oh! I almost forgot! I think I am ovulating now, just like the other girls. Cool, huh? Anyways, send me some more Bonnie Bell lip gloss and some brownies and I’ll see you in August!!! oxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo, Your Daughter Watson
So, yes, normally ovulating mid-cycle would not be something to get all hot and bothered about. BUT. I have not ovulated anywhere NEAR mid-cycle since, like, the mesozoic era. Yes, back when I was a cave woman and the plates were moving and new species of large-fanged cats chased me every day. Seriously, not since then!
Since I was not expecting to become among the ovulated for another week at least, I made plans to be out of town for one night this weekend. WITHOUT THE HUSBAND. So, as you can imagine, once I noticed some egg-white consistency material being distributed by my previously-uncooperative nether regions, and then shock of all shocks saw the OPK turn positive, I freaked out!
Freaked out like: "For some reason I am feeling quite amorous this morning…." "BeBop! OMG! We mustmustmust make the sweet love DO IT NOW!!"
So after our emergency, how shall we put it? session, I was trying to relax for just a few moments before rushing off for the rest of the weekend. Because, as any infertile will tell you, relaxing will TOTALLY help. Um, yeah. Anyhoo, as I was trying to relax, BeBop happened to think of a little good luck mantra which he chose to share with me.
"Good luck my little seedlings…"
"BLECH! That is so gross! Why are you calling them seedlings?? It’s like something out of a horror movie."
"Oh! Like in The Fly, remember? When she gives birth at the end and you hear the baby cry, like waaaaaa waaaaaaaaaa…..bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
"That is SO not helping."
So that’s my late great breaking news. It must be the needles and the herbs, people, it must be. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Ba DA Buhm.
Seedlings….HA!
i am convinced that accupuncture helped me to ovulate earlier as well.
That’s so exciting!!! I definitely think acu helped me ovulate too (albeit on CD42). I also jumped on my man as soon as I got the positive (shocking) OPK. And that night and the next… you get the picture 😉
I think calling them seedlings is cute, not gross. Go seedlings, go!
Look at you, Miss Thing. Ovulating away to beat the band! (Not a pretty image, but there you go.) How sick is it that I’m actually ovulating too? Right at this very moment. Even as we speak. This Doppelganger Double thing is getting CREEPY, dude. The only sucktastic thing about it (for me) is that my seedling-slinger is six time zones away. UGH.
So you do realize that the pregnancy of the whole Doppelganger Team is on YOUR SHOULDERS this cycle. (Eeew. Another unfortunate image. Don’t picture it!) And the East Coast Doppelganger Division, pathetic and whiny as it is today, is rooting for you one hundred percent!
now that IS something to write home about!
Ooh how exciting! Love the seedling thing btw…..
And I’ve taken your advice and called the acupuncturist so you don’t need to yell at me just yet!
Glad those ovaries of yours got the message. Keeping everything crossed for you! Enjoy your night away!