I swear I don't know what is up with my brain. I mentioned before that I'm trying not to obsess too much. I don't think I'm quite succeeding but I'm making a good effort or so I thought. On Friday, I found myself walking to my coworkers office to inform her of my good news and trying to determine when I was going to inform family when I realized, I wasn't going to talk to her about trying to get pregnant but that I was already pregnant. I had to face palm at that. I'm still days away from testing but my brain is apparently convinced and started making plans and even trying to figure out how and when I was going to tell everyone.
After that wackiness, I realized that I didn't know the exact date of ovulation so had no idea how many days dpo I am. I was originally going by my and.roid app that keeps track of my cycle and ovulation but after going to update an online tracker I used last year, I realized that I think it is off. I took an ovulation test on Sat. It wasn't positive but it was the day or two before line. Meaning the line was almost positive but not quite but in the past it meant that I would get a positive within 48 hours. Which meant that I probably O'd on Mon or Tues at the latest which agrees with my old O trackers. The phone tracker I've been using has usually been off on my expect next menstrual cycle by at least a day each time which lends credence to my crazy obsession. So instead of being 4dpo, I think I'm actually 6dpo. Not that it makes much of a difference but it is just something for my brain to obsess about. And like the title says, I'm seriously a crazy lady. So much for not obsessing much.
Last night the baby dreams started up again. It's been awhile since I had one of those. I dreamed I was pregnant and went to my doctor for a check up only for them to tell me something was "off" and that I needed to wear some kind of monitor (yes I know, not real but my brain is apparently creating new tech) all the time. Eventually I had the baby (healthy) and all the worry was for nothing (although I'm wondering if I'm concerned because I found out my new donor had (has) scoliosis and didn't tell me before). I actually had a conversation in my dream with the doctor about not terminating until after we actually see what the amniocentesis says. I have a very weird brain.
My second dream of the night, I was pregnant but my step mother was also pregnant with me. Why she would be pregnant I don't know since she is in her late fifties and is long past menopause. Anyway, we were apparently hiding out (why I don't know) together along with my father. Eventually, I separated from them after hearing them bad mouthing me and went on to have my baby and stay away from them. The alarm woke me up before that dream concluded, so I don't know what that was all about.
In other news, a dead pigeon decided to drop in my back yard. My lovely, high maintenance M decided to go and bring it inside to play with. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! Very, very disgusting. Never want to do that again.
I am now off to not obsess. I swear.
Marielle
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