Yeah, Frog! Those sound like great numbers to me.
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And yeah! too for Snoop Dog and COokie, welcome all newcomers, and hugs to all braving the TWW and those in the bummer-land of BFNs.
As for me, 11 DPO. I've tested with the cheapie Dollar Store HPT, but nothing's doing so far. Among the other usually completely un-noteworthy things going on with my body:
- I pee regularly, but only in amounts completely reasonable in relation to what I drink and not one drop more;
- My poops are depressingly regular, with not a bit of constipation to complain of;
- My nipples do not burn, my breasts do not ache, and my chest is as creamy and un-veiny as the heaving bosom of bodice-ripper heroine;
- As alluded to above, my bosom is heaving, but I am already a woman of ample endowment in that regard and it is certainly not more heaving than usual;
- Though I have been shamelessly perusing the perfume counter and dousing myself in cologne like a gay boy preparing for his circuit party and frequenting the most odiferous grocery store aisles I can find, I have not gagged from overwhelming odor - not even once;
- Similarly, I am so free of nausea that I could go deep-sea fishing right now in choppy water, hook the worms, and clean the fish afterward with no ill-effects whatsoever;
- The only thing that causes me to taste metal is when I fail to completely unwrap my chewing gum (that also causes those weird sparks from my old-school fillings).
I'd go have a beer to celebrate my good health, but I'm hypothetically pregnant.
Alright, women. Please, remind me again that despite the paucity of any evidence that I am still in this thing and it's not over until the lady in red sings!
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funny post!
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: jen
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