We started watching my cycle again today. We should have been monitoring my temp the last 9 days...but I ignored the Basal Body Thermometer and didn't open it until tonight. So, I am actually 9 days into my cycle. I pee'd on a stick...tried out the BBT and got ready for bed. I will wake up in the AM and take my "official temp".
Finished a book today..cried the last 150 pages because one of the two main characters was dying of cancer. I cried so hard that Trey had to turn on her Mp3 player so she wouldn't cry with me. I get embarassed when I cry. I feel like I am still full of tears.
Goodnight Moon..
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Easter Weekend
I broke down in tears Easter morning.
I was dusting and getting the house ready for Trey's Dad and StepMom to come over and have dinner with us.
Turned on the TV to General Conference and the choir was singing "I wonder when He comes again. Will herald angels sing? Will Earth be white with drifted snow or will the world know Spring?" I couldn't look away from the TV. I just stood there in front of the tv with tears coursing down my cheeks. My heart ached..because sometimes I just miss it so much. I miss the comfort of the hymns, the peace in the rituals I grew up with. I miss sitting in Sacrament meeting and listening to the talks and watching the Dads fall asleep and the Moms feed their toddlers Cheerios. I miss discussing the BofM with other members in Sunday school and R.S. I miss it all.
Trey hugged me and asked me what was wrong. I finally choked out the words, "I just miss it so much sometimes." She told me to go back...but I cannot. It's one or the other for me..and I made my choice...but sometimes...my heart just hurts and I miss it so much.
I was dusting and getting the house ready for Trey's Dad and StepMom to come over and have dinner with us.
Turned on the TV to General Conference and the choir was singing "I wonder when He comes again. Will herald angels sing? Will Earth be white with drifted snow or will the world know Spring?" I couldn't look away from the TV. I just stood there in front of the tv with tears coursing down my cheeks. My heart ached..because sometimes I just miss it so much. I miss the comfort of the hymns, the peace in the rituals I grew up with. I miss sitting in Sacrament meeting and listening to the talks and watching the Dads fall asleep and the Moms feed their toddlers Cheerios. I miss discussing the BofM with other members in Sunday school and R.S. I miss it all.
Trey hugged me and asked me what was wrong. I finally choked out the words, "I just miss it so much sometimes." She told me to go back...but I cannot. It's one or the other for me..and I made my choice...but sometimes...my heart just hurts and I miss it so much.
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