Am I not pregnant?

Every 5 minutes I ask myself that. Every time I go to the bathroom, I check the paper for spotting that could either signal the beginning of AF, or implantation bleeding. My mind is very acute in noticing any changes in my body's normal routine and it alerts me to these small changes. Not that there are any.

I am 8 days past ovulation, or what I thought was ovulation, and still nothing. No signs that AF is coming, and no signs that she's not coming. I really hate her. I mean, can't she call and let me know?

Anyway, I'm trying to keep my mind off of the possibilities, but it's very hard. My period is due Sunday, so I will test either Sunday morning or Monday morning -- or, I know me, probably both. I have a pregnant friend coming in town on Saturday, so I will have her to keep me busy. Plus, I won't test while she's in town, because DH and I don't really want to tell anyone for a little while just in case something bad were to happen. We don't know exactly when we will tell everyone if we are pregnant, but we are just going to play it by ear. We figure we will just know when things feel right. That is, if we ever get pregnant! Plus, there's the issue of this diary....I haven't told anyone but DH about it, but that doesn't mean that someone in my family hasn't figured it out yet. I mean, they know that we are trying, and they all surf the net...it wouldn't take a genius. But, if they have found it, they haven't told me yet, so I'm just assuming that if they do know, they are keeping my secret as well.

So, it looks like if I have any news at all, it will be shared with all of you on my next diary entry. And then, all of our questions will be answered...except for that continuously nagging question, "Why don't our husbands have to do this???"

Take Care,
Julia
TTC#1 C#1 CD#29 (8DPO) ( I think)