5dp3dt – Predictions
So, being the compulsive symptom-watcher that I am, every twinge that’s hitting south of, oh, say, my shoulders has me convinced that this is it! implantation cramping! yes!
Ahem. And then I snap back to reality and blink really hard and start obsessing about my sniffly nose. Sniffles = pregnancy, right? (And neveryoumind that I’ve had this headcold for about a week now…)
Anyway. Yesterday, I felt definite cramps. In the same places. Over and over again. But not nicely centered in the middle of my receptive (and oh-so-fabulous) uterus, mind you. No, these were more ovarian-ishly located. Or, to coin an even stupider term, fallopian-tubeishly located. Not on the right or the left side, but both. At once. Twingeing at different times, but repeatedly in the same places. Yes folks, as of yesterday I’m convinced: An embryo is currently implanting in each tube. Because that’s the only way this could get more soap-opera-y.
(Well, ok, maybe not the only way, but I reserve the right to wait until Sprog’s about to be born before I learn that my cryogenically frozen twin sister – from whom I was separated at birth when I was stolen by pirates who coveted my psychic abilities [and the diamond-encrusted nappy I was wearing when the baroness found and adopted me] – just underwent a sex-change operation and is actually the father of my child.)
Actually, I like that ending more than my double-ectopic story, come to think about it.
The dreams have ramped up, the thirstiness – oh god, the thirstiness! – is present & accounted for, and as a result, the nighttime peeing has gotten out of hand. At least it’s nicely coinciding with the complete exhaustion, but still, every time I woke from my bizarro dreams to pee, I lay there, wondering if the relief from easing my overfilled bladder would actually be worth getting out of bed, or if I should just tough it out, prone, for the next, oh four or five hours.
I don’t think I’m pregnant, Internets. (or rather, if I am, I don’t think I can know that yet.) But I’m pretty sure I’m absolutely batshit crazy.
I do hope you’re pregnant (in your fabulous uterus)…but as for the bat shit crazy stuff…nah, sorry…you’re totally normal.
The double-ectopic made me laugh because it is so something I would come up with too.
The waiting will certainly make you crazy if you aren’t already!
I know it’s hard – hang in there!
I hate the whole mind!@#$ that is the 2ww.
I had that, the whole crampy-trying to figure out where in my body that is coming from-is it gas or what-feeling.
I hope that in a few months you are wondering if it’s gas or quickening.
sweetie pie,
batshit? yes, but this is totally crazymaking. you know what? you might just be pregnant no matter what you are feeling or not. but you know you so well, I should just shush. I like the thirsty. I remember that for you from before.
hang in there and
know I am hoping with every little molecule that makes up this katecloud.
xox
k
Crazy in a good way, though! I feel the insanity leaking over the internet – hope you find something to occupy yourself with over the next week. This is so hard, the no-man’s land of 2ww. Keep in mind the lovely embies provided by the Young Girl. And if you are kinda macabre (like me) watch Drop Dead Gorgeous which is weirdly funny (and you’ll hear all about the Young Girls). At least it will help pass 2 hours of the time! Good luck
i had those weird pains too this time round. Mmmmn. good sign. Enjoy the craziness, its the only way to go.
With you all the way
Eb
puh-lease, puh-lease, puh-lease
Thirsty is very very good. Right now, I think, you would actually be crazy if you weren’t feeling crazy.
One thing I’d vouch with about 99% accuracy with my fake RE license: you are NOT having a double ectopic pregnancy! But, gosh, the 2ww is crazy. I’m hoping that this is IT and those cramps mean something good.
I thought batshit crazy was a compulsory status during the 2WW!! Hoping it all goes well.
If you’re batshit crazy- I should be locked up.
Praying for you SO hard.
Sorry my URL was wrong on that comment. =)
Batshit Crazy, Population: 2
You and me both.
I’m just a little further along in this particular full moon, blue moon 2ww is all.
I am praying for an early BFP for you, my dear friend, because anything but is simply cruel and unnecessary.
With all the symptoms I am having, if I do not turn out to be pregnant, I have decided I am either:
a) a raving lunatic
OR
b) dying of some rare disease that APPEARS to be pregnancy
Lots of love and hugs to you,
Maddy
UGH! The TWW. For me that is the most stressful part of this (even worse than the lupron mood swings). When mine was nearing an end I felt like I was a defendant sitting in court waiting for the jury to file back in and read my verdict. It was that stressful.
I think you are handling it like a pro. Only a few more days to go!
You are SO normal it’s ridiculous! Even though we all know symptoms signal nothing, it’s impossible not to pay attention. Since you know the whole drill and this won’t be crazy-making, I’ll just add that I think thirst, crazy dreams and that strange twinging are all encouraging.
Both times I’ve been pregnant, I’ve been absolutly convinced I was having an ectopic, and both times, they implanted smack dab in the middle of my uterus. It’s so hard not to try to diagnose and locate, I certainly never manage to not do it, but, just remember that your uterus and your tubes are connected, and that anythign thats moving one around, is gonna pull on the others. Also, add me to the population of bat shit crazy land. Oh yeah.
Dear One,
I can certainly understand why you and all your wonderful blogging sisters say the 2ww wait drives you “batshit”. I wish I could be there to just be an ear when you need it. I’d even follow you and stand outside the bathroom door to listen to your scary thoughts and dreams even if it was the 11th time you had been up to pee that night. I personally wish there was a wonder-drug that would put you into a lovely soft dream-scape for the duration of the 2ww. No angst,just foggy sweet baby dreams. I do believe that would be worth a Nobel in both Science and Psychology.
My thoughts, hopes and prayers are with you, my sweet girl. Love, Mom
Sproggie,
You should write for Soap Operas! They are crazy.
I think your cramping is a very, very good sign.
No, you’re not crazy. Okay, maybe a little, but good crazy.
Oh hon… I’m sorry for the funky tube-type cramping. Sending big hugs that it goes away and you can better “enjoy” (is that even possible???) the 2WW