I feel a little bad for my last post. Well, not for the post itself, so much as I feel bad that I was so irritable with MM, who really didn't do much to deserve it. Oh well. In reading the comments, I'm guessing that I'm not the only one who has been annoyed by her husband at times. . . . I guess we all have days when we are grouchy, and our spouses sometimes bear the brunt of that.
The waiting game continues. I have had some vague symptoms, but nothing that I wouldn't attribute to side effects of the progesterone gel. My feelings about this cycle see-saw between hope that it worked and resignation that it didn't. Honestly, I am past the point where the thought of failure even makes me sad anymore.
In addition to the irritability I had on Sunday, I have had some free-floating anxiety the past two days--can't tie it to anything specific going on with me--and just some generalized feelings of ickiness. I've also been really tired, in spite of getting plenty of good sleep. To the extent that I think about it at all, I think that the way I'm feeling emotionally at the moment is much more consistent with PMS than with being pregnant. Of course, having never been pregnant, I can't say for sure. But I've always assumed that a pregnant woman has a special feeling of blessedness and grace. (Yeah, dorky, I know.) Anxiety, grumpiness, and general malaise aren't really consist with that.
Work has been moderately busy, which is good for keeping the mind off TTC. MM and I, along with our dog Sebastian, are meeting another golden retriever this evening. If all goes well with the meeting, the other golden ("Hunter") will be coming to live with us and be our second dog! So that's exciting.
Can't believe Friday is already May. Wow.
P.S. Thanks to all the folks who visited my blog for the first time as part of ICLW. I enjoyed reading your comments, and it's nice to know that someone is reading this besides me!