It truly, actually happened the one month I decided to stop trying... The advice I've always rolled my eyes at!
My spirits have been kept up by reading these stories throughout the year and a half I've been TTC, so I promised myself I'd submit mine when/if the time came. Well.... it came today! I got a BFP... on the one month when I hardly recorded anything to contribute! If this were any other cycle, you would have known how I was feeling down to the minute during my 2ww, but this month I tracked NOTHING. I didn't temp. I didn't pee on any sticks. I didn't even mark down when we did the deed...
I had also decided that this month and next wouldn't be ideal for pregnancy since we're going on a vacation that could potentially involve a lot of hot tubs and hot springs and good beer this Summer... so I wasn't tracking symptoms during the 2ww. I have an idea of when I ovulated because it's the FIRST TIME in this long journey that I've had anything even resembling EWCM and I got super frisky. So, please keep in mind that these DPO's are rough estimates, since I cannot say for absolutely certain the day I ovulated.
I should also mention that I had an HSG last month, so this was my second cycle of the so-called "heightened fertility" that can be a side-effect of that test. I also started taking baby aspirin a few weeks ago, because why not?
1-3 DPO — frisky, sensitive nipples (normal for me post-O), SUPER firm SUPER low cervix. I had never felt it anything remotely like that before. It felt like a bony nose and kind of grossed me out
4 DPO — Cervix soft and high again, nothing otherwise to report
5-9 DPO — Sensitive breasts, outer area especially (NOT normal for me), with some mood swings & cravings setting in, which I assumed were PMS
10 DPO — Tiny dizzy spell while seated and doing my nails, BB's still sensitive
11 DPO — BB's still sensitive. I can smell people's pee in the restroom and it's almost too much for me to stay in there. I'm supposed to have drinks with girlfriends tonight, so I decided to take a FRER as I'm running out the door to work so I could get the go ahead to have a glass (or three) of wine and clear my conscience... Low and behold... a faint line!!! I couldn't and can't believe it. So much for wine and hot tubs!
Now that I'm paying a bit more attention, I feel some tugging and pinching just beneath my belly button, and my cravings make much more sense. I have always been the first person to scoff when someone tells me it will happen when I stop trying. I had no idea it would be quite that literal. So, congratulations, old wives with your tales... I guess you were right. I'm elated, and hoping it sticks. <3