Cramps!

Never thought I'd be happy about that, but hopefully cramping and breaking out means my period is on the way. After all, every period is a fresh chance at ovulation. I'm day 37 today. Last month my cycle was 40 days.

Ben told me last night that we shouldn't expect to get pregnant until January. Why? That would put us at an October delivery, right smack-dab in the middle of his brother's two-week wedding extravaganza. That would be ironic, now wouldn't it? You can almost always expect something to happen when the timing is the worst.

At this point though, I'll take it when I can get it.