Huh-

Well, shock and surprise. I started a new cycle on my own.
For the first time in like 5 or 6 years.

Maybe I did ovulate two weeks ago when I thought I may have, so around CD33 maybe. The vitamin D must really be messing with my BBT then, or my body is just going completely haywire. My BBT was all over the place, and it really seemed more anovulatory than anything.

I know some women start new cycles without ovulating, but I am inclined to think I must have ovulated because I personally never start a new cycle on my own, not on anovulatory cycles. I once went 7 months waiting to see what happens (I know now that it's stupid to do that, and the risk of endometrial cancer is increased by waiting like that. But back then, I didn't know about the risks.) Anyway, after 6 months I had to take Provera to get my period. After after that, I had another 7 months with nothing happening. (Yes, that means I had one period that entire year... and it was a horrible one.) Yay my decidedly messed up body. So due to my spectacular history of never starting a new cycle without ovulation, I think I ovulated.

If I did, I am inclined to contribute it to either my upped dose of Metformin, my changed type of Metformin (regular to ER), my prescribed high dose Vitamin D supplementation, or fertility treatment lingerings. I have done the Vitamin D before, and I don't think it did much. Same goes for doing treatments, and then not doing them. So I would really bank my bets on the change in my Metformin, if I had to.

Honestly, I am just excited that I reached CD1 all on my own. How or why doesn't seem all that important right now. Most women wouldn't be this giddy about getting their periods, heck I'm not even this happy to get mine usually, but right now I'm shocked and surprised (in a good way).

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On a side note, the holidays went well enough. I got saddled with the new baby, for like a half hour, at my father-in-laws. But it wasn't so bad. I had a few moments and break downs the days leading up to everything- I cried many times about my lost babies- but the get togethers themselves were a lot easier than I thought it would be. My husband spoiled me, as usual. He did some really sweet things, and I just have to say that I love that man.

However, I am exhausted and I think I caught something from the gatherings. Darn all those germs. All congested and headachey, just... blaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh.