I am far more sane this 2ww than last time and I think it’s because I had to wait a wee bit longer to ovulate. Waiting 9 days to test seems like peanuts in respect to the 17 days it took me to effing ovulate. Plus, I think I was in shock the first cycle on the simple idea that for the first time in my life, I was TRYING to get knocked up.

side note: So the other night after sex, Nate & I were lounging in bed and we started laughing about strippers & how they can clap their ass cheeks (we’re a very romantic couple, as you can tell). And so I stuck my legs in the air and attempted to clap my own ass cheeks, except the only thing that clapped were my fat calves and cankles. Hilarity ensued. Nate laughed & asked me if I was supposed to stick my feet in the air anyways (NO, gravity does not help spermies) but I humored him and started shaking my butt even harder, yelling “GET DOWN THERE, SPERM! BEHOLD YOUR DESTINY!!” Nate grabbed my ankles and laughed, “It seems like only yesterday you were standing the other way, shaking them out.” Oh, how time flies.

side note of a side note: Nate and I both realize that you cannot a) shake sperm down to the egg or b) shake sperm out of your vagina. Der.