And so it begins

Alas, the 2ww has begun. Today was 1DPO. Tomorrow is 2DPO. And so on and so forth.

Life is so mundane, so exactly the same, and yet every once in a while I stop and think to myself, "Fertilization could be happening RIGHT NOW!" My body feels exactly the same. Not that I am supposed to feel anything in particular, but I never had side effects from progesterone, or from Clomid, or from any drug ever for that matter. Some women feel "twinges" from their ovaries when they are ovulating, and I am immensely jealous. My body always feel the same, it never gives me any signal that its doing anything one way or the other.

Although I'm not optimistic (today, anyway) about my chances for a BFP this cycle, I am trying to treat my body as if I were pregnant, just in case. I took clients out for a sushi lunch today, and abstained from raw fish. I emailed a colleague to see if she wanted to donate blood together, then vaguely remembered something about pregnant women not being able to donate blood. I google it and alas, my hazy memories are correct. I've been trying to cut back on soda too, but damn is diet coke delicious.

So for now, I try to eat well, live well, and wait.