It's CD1 here. And I'm ok, this time.
Because CD1 means 1 more post-d&c month under the belt, and that means more healing time, more time to bounce back and less chance of this happening again (in my mind. built up uterus = better implantation!)
And CD1 means that I get to drink at E's surprise birthday party, which is TWO WEEKS FROM YESTERDAY. *gulp* (That also means I'll prob be O'ing shortly after that. COME ON LUCKY 30!)
And CD1 means that when my new BIFF comes to visit from IA, we get to SERIOUSLY party. Not just people watch, fun as that may be. (in Seaside Heights - it's NEVER a disappointment.) ((*And I have a feeling you could probably throw us in an empty garage and we'd have a blast...))
So there. I am ready for this month, to catch the elusive O and bang, baby, bang!