I am beginning to wonder: if you are pretty sure you've ovulated, but have no idea when that occurred (and do not have any brightly shining pee-sticks to help narrow it down), does it count? Right now, I'm guessing it happened around day 8 or 9, but, as my contract law professor used to say when faced with a complicated question, "Hell if I know." I am strangely sanguine, likening it to a doddering old relative with an endearing tendency to wander off. It'll come back before too long, right?
I just got back from a long weekend in New York with some girl friends, which was surprisingly lovely (pregnant ladies and all). There is something quite calming about spending several days with people you used to live with, a certain shorthand and acceptance that is hard to come by otherwise. And because these particular friends are as obsessed with food as I am, it felt perfectly rational to spend the entire time together either (a) eating; (b) seeking out more food; or (c) recovering from eating. From the walking chocolate tour of the Upper East Side to the funky Italian salami shop in SoHo to the dim sum brunch extravaganza, we ate exceedingly well. Despite my general love of food, I used to have a much more limited repertoire of things I ate, and it was so freeing and fantastic to be faced with anything, and say, "sure, I'll try that." (I think my friends were pleasantly surprised, too, perhaps wishing I'd been as free-wheelingly omnivorous when we schlepped through France and Germany 15 years ago.)
Since I've been home, we've been doing lots of family walks, cramming as much summer fruit as we can shove in our mouths, playing with FDNY rescue vehicle toys, and learning about garbage trucks, cranes and space missions. Hell, who needs ovulation?
:) I decided to forgo peeing on sticks these past two months. Just had sex here and there to see if the whole philosophy of *not trying* works. (You know, since apparently it works for everyone else.) Of course, here I am. Now on the BCP waiting for the next period from hell so I can do IVF. Meh.
Posted by: Sara | July 01, 2009 at 09:38 PM
I'm still trying to get over the phrase "walking chocolate tour."
It counts, yes. At least I hope so. I refuse to use those damn sticks anymore.
Posted by: PiquantMolly | July 02, 2009 at 11:51 AM
Yummy! Eating your way through NYC sounds like awesome fun!
Posted by: Heather | July 05, 2009 at 07:51 AM
Thinking of you. Hoping all is well!
Posted by: wavybrains | July 26, 2009 at 12:20 AM