If you've never read the book Taking Charge of Your Fertility and you have ovaries (or just one ovary) please go forth and read it right away. Get it from your library if you don't want to pay for it, but for the love of all that is good, do yourself a favor and read it. It's like a user's manual for your body and it solves so many stupid mysteries that we should never have to wonder about. If I were queen of the universe, all girls of sufficient age to get their periods would get a copy of it to read. I don't care if you NEVER want to have children or have wanted children since you were still in your mother's ovaries. READ THAT BOOK. It is so full of useful information it's embarrassing (mainly embarrassing that our school systems don't teach us this stuff even in sex ed classes).
Ahem. Ok. Right. So... trying to conceive this cycle. That's a weird state of mind. Having sex for more than just fun... WANTING to get pregnant... very new territory. Very odd. Still fun though. Even if one has to have stealth sex because one is visiting one's family (sorry again mom).
Good food. Good alcohol. (Savor it! It may be your last!) Good company. And... hey, sex!
In my case I ovulated just past the middle of week two. This was our first official attempt at conception and I'm still amazed that we got it on the first try. Yay charting! Of course, according to our gestation calendar, we're not pregnant yet because gestation calendars assume ovulation on day 14 and conception within 24 hours of that, so... you know... inaccurate in my case, but fine. NOT PREGNANT.
Oh and we headed home to Canada in Week 2. Here's us at the airport making silly faces. Do I look pregnant to you? Cause I'm, like, in the process of ovulating in that picture. TMI? Sorry. Nah. Not actually sorry. This is pregnancy blog.