A girl realizes she’s late, and just knows.
She’s knocked up.
Because… that’s how it works.
Your period doesn’t show up, so obviously – you’re pregnant.
In the “infertile” world however, it’s not quite that simple.
You’re period doesn’t show up – you’re probably just late.
I’m late.
At least, according to my period tracker.
Which admittedly, has been dead on for the last 4 months in a row.
I have been regular.
I have been on point.
I have known when to expect my period without a fault.
And now - I’m late.
Must be pregnant.
Except… I know I’m not. For a myriad of reasons I won’t even bother to get into here.
Not the least of which being – Stage IV endometriosis.
But let's be clear - that's not the only reason I know.
No ladies and gentlemen, I am most certainly not pregnant. No matter how much I wish it was so. No matter how things work in the world of “normal” people.
I am not pregnant.
Just late.
Which is slightly frustrating. Since I had been so proud of the “normal” path my body was finally taking.
I felt like at least something was working the way it was supposed to.
Which of course gave me some hope that maybe, someday; the rest of it would all fall into place as well.
Oh well.
I’m late.
Officially on the lookout for Jack.
Trying to calculate the days and determine if I misjudged ovulation this month.
For the record – I don’t think I did.
Granted, I didn’t get the excruciating pain I have typically been getting with ovulation.
Which was strange.
But… all of my other symptoms were there.
So, either my body prepared itself for ovulation and then it just never happened (hence the lack of pain), or… something weird is going on.
I saw the healer this morning for yet another amazing massage, and she told me she actually thinks my body is trying to align itself with the moon.
That my period will show up with the new moon.
Tomorrow.
And from then on out – I’ll ovulate with the full moon and cycle with the new moon.
According to her – this is the strongest new moon of 2011.
It’s a time to start new cycles, routines, relationships, jobs, etc.
So, it makes perfect sense that this moon especially could have an effect on Jack’s arrival.
I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.
Maybe Jack will make his late appearance tomorrow.
And I can embrace my hippy side and declare my period in line with the moon.
But if he doesn’t….
I’m definitely pregnant.
