i've been neglecting this blogging endeavor but i assume my interest in this particular subject will pick up tremendously once i've crossed over from "trying to conceive" to "actively throwing up all the time and getting fat."

but it's worth mentioning that i finally ovulated (probably) last week—positive opks for the first time, after a disappointing and preemptive round of testing last month. i never thought i'd be accidentally peeing on my own hand so much.

i know it's decidedly foolish to hope that the very first time i experience a proper cycle after a decade of fucking with hormonal birth control will be the cycle, but who knows. i slept nearly 12 hours last night and i woke up exhausted and nauseous. the former isn't anything new because i've been an actual snorlax since birth, but the queasiness is unexpected.