Guess What? {TTC update & an italic overload}

So you all know we’re TTC with the FAM method (charting/temping). Since Dec. 8th I’ve hunkered down and started charting for reals. And this past week I’ve been:

exhausted

achy

bloated

hungry ravenous

having to pee all the time

gassy (that’s just plain delightful to Sam – payback honey)

irritable

breaking out like I’m 15

and I have sore boobs.

Sam is having the time of his life.

Obviously. As are we all.

Then there’s my chart:

Where everything; dips (implantation?), spikes (triphasic?), etc, looks promising. Yes, I seem to have the world’s longest cycles. But there was the Mirena incident so there’s that. ::shudders::

I have food aversions and cravings (Chick Fil A chicken sandwich with mustard and pickles, and cold glasses of milk FTW). Along with a heightened sense of smell (kitty litter – gag).

Plus I bawled like a baby at the end of Justin Bieber’s Never Say Never (SHUT IT. He’s amazing and we started watching it as a joke). Then I downloaded all of his music. Currently I’m listening to Baby.

So it all looks good, right? Looks like I’m on track? Minus the Bieber mess…

And of course, there’s this to consider:

I’m guessing that this helps figure it all out.

SQUEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!

I KNOW, RIGHT?? I was so excited and a tad nervous (in a good way) to share it with you all. I haven’t been able to write anything since I found out. Not anything. Massive writers block because honestly, what else could I say? We are over the moon thrilled.

I’ll give more details, how I found out, told Sam, and stats tomorrow but I couldn’t wait another day. I was going to explode if I couldn’t tell you all.

ZOMG I’m pregnant! ::HEADEXPLOSION::