February 25, 2011. CD30, 12DPO.
Just a quick note to express my crankiness at my rapidly declining temperature.
Boo to you, BBT!
I get the feeling that cramps and heating pads and copious amounts of Midol are in my near future.
I hope the husband is ready for this…
On a lighter note (because I always try to find the positive in a situation. Ugh. Chipper people annoy me today. Hormone surge, much?), at least the Clomid is helping to extend my LP. I am happy with that. A twelve-day luteal phase is better than I ever remember having in the past, and for what it’s worth, it’s been a strong cycle. I guess I shouldn’t count myself out completely, but I like to prepare for all outcomes.
I also received some sad news last night about a close friend, and I feel guilty even worrying about my stupid temperature when she is going through such a hard time. I try to appreciate what I have, and the list of things to be thankful for ran through my head even when I was asleep last night. I just wish there were more I could do… About both situations.
Negativity is tough to battle on days like today.
So here’s a video of kittens on a slide to cheer us all up:
Just Stop Trying and It Will Happen... 
Thanks for the video of the cute kittens! My temperature dropped .03 degrees this morning and you’d think I was kicked in the chin by a mule! Seriously have a love/hate relationship with my BBT (as if it’s the BBT’s fault!)… .03 degrees!
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