10 dpo today and my boob-o-meter is telling me I'm not preggo. I woke up yesterday with smaller bbs and not nearly as sore anymore. Booooo! That to me means that my progesterone has already peaked and is now going downhill. This also tells me that no implantation has occurred.
I know I can't rely on my boob-o-meter for everything, but it's pretty damn accurate.
Remember last week, when my RE nurse said I hadn't ovulated, but my
boob-o-meter said I had? Well, I don't think I have to remind you who
I had a tiny little breakdown on my hubby yesterday, crying "I know I'm not pregnant, because my boobs are getting smaller. I know my body, and it's telling me I'm not! Waaaaah" Soooooo dramatic I know. Thank God I am married to the world's best husband. He always says the right thing and helps me feel less hopeless almost instantly. I don't think he ever bargained for being married to a Gemini on fertility meds, but he's handled it the same way he handles everything in life, with pinache.
I took a pregnancy test this morning, mostly because I had acupuncture this afternoon. If it were +, my acu would definitely need to know that, but it was -. However, our session was awesome as usual, and she continued working on points that would facilitate implantation and relaxation in general. I always feel like I just took a xanax when I leave there. Oh. So. Relaxing.
Granted, it is possible that implantation could occur still, thus causing my
progesterone to surge again and my boob-o-meter to go back up, so just
trying to stay optimistic here. Plus, I will never totally believe any
symptoms while taking fertility meds. It just whacks your body out so
much, that I always keep that in the back of my mind while noticing
certain symptoms or lack thereof. This is one cycle where I need to just
wait, at least until 14dpo, before I count myself out. So just waiting, waiting, waiting...
Like hubby always says, we'll need to name our daughter Patience, because that's the only way I'll ever get any!