Trying not to obsess again

But its really not working.

Have I told you about our last chance before the HSG? This is it. I'll know if I have to get the lovely HSG done. I thought that I wouldn't have the chance this month, but I did, so this really IS the last chance before the HSG.

Saw an old friend and her daughter yesterday. She has some trouble TTC as well, but she has a little girl now, and her daughter is just sweet as pie. Cutie.

I want one.

She didn't hold back though, and told me about the grim aspects of childbirth, of the first few weeks with the baby. I am glad to know this kind of stuff. I was to be prepared. Thats just me though. I like having all the information I can in advance. I like to make plans, and then make contingency plans.

And then they all fall apart.

Ah well. So, had a temp dip this morning. Not looking positive, but Lady Hyde is telling me that Hey, all the charts that didn't have dramatic temp dips in the past were all negatives, so perhaps my body has temp dips when its pregnant.

Yeah, I don't believe her either, but its not like she is perched on your shoulder.

Ding dong the monster is dead

And I don't even miss her. She didn't have anything to say at the end of this 2WW. Cycle ended, and I hadn't had a solid week of what-ifs and maybes and could-bes.
Thank goodness.
Now I just hope she stays dead.

This feels so awesome. Call me a pessimist if you will, but not obsessing about it feels so much better. I think that Lady Hyde and Hope are the same thing, so I am glad they have kicked the bucket.

Good riddance.
Stay down.

Here I go again, on my own, going down the only road I've ever known (for the past year anyway)

I look around, and yes, this place looks familiar. Looks more and more familiar every time I come. I am visiting with Lady Hyde. I don't want to be here, but I just find myself here once a month, against my will, listening to her natter away. She seems to be getting a little quieter, or maybe she just waits until the very last minute to start shouting "THIS COULD BE IT! THIS COULD BE THE MONTH. No, wait, THIS IS THE MONTH"
I will take it as an indicator of some of my sanity coming back that I forgot to enter my temp until about 1 this afternoon.
It's 8 DPO today, and while I am not suffering at the moment, I know I will be soon enough.
In case you were wondering, this is a picture of Lady Hyde's brother. Yeah, I think torture runs in their family.