I've been laying low since the start of the school year for many reasons.
1) I've been so exhausted from chasing after 23 grade one students that I can barely see straight, let alone write blog posts.
2) I've been busy planning and adapting English worksheets for my class in the evenings.
3) I thought that perhaps just this once, I may have gotten pregnant.
For the first time since we started going to the Marguerite Bourgeoys Family Centre my body has finally stopped doing all the things that it wasn't supposed to. Since starting my HCG shots in August (which I bravely administered, despite my fear of needles), I had a normal seven day long period. I also didn't have any brown bleeding two months in a row. I ovulated on day 14 and had a luteal phase that lasted 14 days. We even made whoopy on the day that I ovulated.
I thought, naively, that we did all the right things.
Alas, yet again, I was wrong.
I was hoping that this month I would have good news to post. But yet again, I don't.
So all I have is the feel-me-sorries and an empty uterus. I'm not even happy that Mr. JB poured me a big glass of white wine.
I thought that I was used to the disappointment.
Apparently I'm not.