I am ovulating. And we are not going to do anything about it.
Weird.
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4 comments:
I know...it is weird. Every month I ovulate and think that to myself. I feel like I should be springing into action and even after this long I am still not used to it.
Wait, do you mean 'not going to do anything about it' like not preventing it? Or not going to do anything about it like not trying to get pg? I am dense.
I mean not going to try and get pregnant. We must make a decision as to when that is going to happen.
Sorry. Sometimes in my attempts to minimize words, I over minimize.
I remember thinking it was so odd when I didn't know my cycle for the first time
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