So it seems that I was, indeed, a little too hopeful because I am not pregnant. In fact, I am so not pregnant that I got my period a full three days early. That’s how not pregnant I am.
On the day we found out (the 4th), J and I had planned to go camping to get away from the 4th of July craziness, and we were both really glad we went. The nice thing about it was that I could have a few beers and enjoy spending time with my wife. We were both sad and contemplative, but we were glad that we weren’t at home around a bunch of celebrating drunk people.
The thing that is hitting us both hardest about this one is that now we have to wait two and a half months before Mr. Goodman returns to the States before we can start up again. Two months at this point seems like an eternity, but I also know that it will fly by.
The good news is that this also affords us the opportunity to focus on other things:
- I can start losing weight again (I’ve been in a holding pattern for two months) so that I can be at a much healthier pregnancy weight when we start back up.
- I can also focus on getting ready for teaching in the fall.
- We can work on planning more for our big move to a new city in January.
- I can drink really good wine with our dear friends who are returning from a six-month stay in China–and with our poker buddies whom we will miss so much when we leave.
- I can sleep in a few days a week since I don’t have to wake up at 7am every morning to take my temperature for a month or so.
- I can start drinking a little bit of coffee again (I had cut myself off completely).
And so much more. So it’s not all bad. We just have to shift focus a bit because all of our focus has been on making this baby.
It’s just a lot harder than either of us thought it would be. We know this baby will come to us when the time is right; for now, we’re just a little mopy because, well, we’re impatient, and we want our baby now.