The Waiting Game

I've been *really* tired the past couple of days. So much so that I actually told S last night, "I know this isn't even a real possibility, but I'm so drained that it's like it was when I was pregnant." Cuz it is. But I'm sure I'm not. And I really don't even want to get my hopes up so I shouldn't even be blogging about it. But I am. Obviously. Heh.

It's been almost three weeks (tomorrow) since the ... end. I have no cramps and my boobs don't hurt. I wonder when I'll get my period again. I wonder if "the end" will effect my cycle.

Gah, only time will tell.

And now I get to start over with the waiting game. Waiting for ovulation, waiting for my period, or waiting for that BFP (big fat positive).

Such a mean, mean fucking game!