Not that anyone cares to know about the inner workings of my body, but it's my blog and this is what's on my mind at the moment, so here you go.
My last little monthly visitor was July 4, 2010. Yep - 21 months ago (thank you breastfeeding!). I have to say I haven't missed dealing with that every month one bit. And I'm sure J hasn't missed dealing with my moody ass every month, either. But now that thoughts of Munchkin 2.0 are dancing in my head, I'm starting to wonder when it's gonna come.
This past weekend I had very very light spotting. That lasted through Monday and on Tuesday I had a couple hours of possible light flow (and that's being generous). Yesterday there was nothing. So I'm not sure if that was really it, or if this is just my body gearing up to get back in the swing of things. I mean, it's been 21 months so I've kind of been expecting the mother of all periods with hideous cramps and the kind of bleeding that requires a whole box of super plus tampons.
Don't get me wrong - I would be thrilled if this was the new norm, but something tells me this was just a sneak peek and when the real show starts I'm gonna be hating life. It would be kind of sweet if I could get knocked up again and put it off for another 21 or so months, but I'm not getting my hopes up on that one. Especially since J and I need to sit down and decide if we are in fact ready to start going for #2.
I've started kind of charting again just to get back in the swing of things, but since I'm not even sure what that was I have no idea where I actually am in a cycle. It was kind of funny to enter data into the app and see that my last "cycle" was 638 days long.
I assume now that breastfeeding is coming to an end - or at least pumping will be - that I can expect things to start back up with a vengeance in the very near future. Something tells me that it isn't going to be fun...