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Day 1....finally

Since I haven't had all too many periods considering I've been nursing for 9 months and pregnant for the 9 months before that and pregnant again before that and completely non-functioning prior to my surgery which finally got my lady parts in working order, I don't exactly know what to expect from a "monthly" cycle.

All I do know is that my cycles were always 29 days long following my ovarian drilling. (They were endless before the surgery).  I would ovulate on Day 16 or 17 every time.  And we only had 4 monitored cycles after surgery, but they were very consistent.

So I was feeling rather dismal about the possibility that maybe, just maybe, my body would finally give me a break and just do what nature says it should do.  I had my 1st period after weaning Paisley last month and expected the next 4 weeks later.  Well, 29 days later actually.

But 29 days came and went.  I thought I should give it more time.  32 days showed up and I decided maybe I should take a pregnancy test just to be sure.  Even though I knew immediately the 1st two pregnancies before I even tested.  There was just this unusual feeling my body had that told me without a doubt that I was pregnant.  And of course, the test was negative.  Just as I expected.  By day 35, I was throwing in the towel.  Sign me up for a hysterectomy because my uterus is just annoying me now.   No reason to keep around a broken-down body part that's just taking up space and blood flow.

Except on Day 39, while meeting with our accountant to make sure we aren't going to owe a million dollars in taxes since buying Aaron's vet clinic (we may be selling our organs soon), I started my period again.  Nope, it wasn't good timing considering we were in a meeting.  And of course it means I'm not pregnant.  But the good thing is I started on my own.   Better late than never, right?

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  1. Yikes...yeah, I guess better late than never. But so frustrating that it isn't predictable...yet:). Give your body some time - it may just regulate itself all on its own. Good luck!

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  2. Yay for Day one!!! The possibilities feel endless at Day one, don't they? :) Hoping you ute gets back on track now.

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  3. 39 isn't too bad! Sounds like your body is on the right track!

    I'm at 6 months nursing my daughter and no period yet. We're not planning to have another baby so I don't care if I never get it back. Ha ha

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  4. yay! dont you love how perids have the BEST timing? mine always show up on camping trips. including my honeymoon camping trip in alaska where they dont exactly have many bathrooms. gah. but i was similar to you; when my came back after pregnancy it was not regular at all. had one in october. had one in january. had one in may. and then boom every month since.

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  5. Woohoo! Normal is overrated! Mine didn't get back to regular until I got back on birth control. Then had a month off, and it was all wacky again! Wondering who this 28 days is really based on??? I think the birth control companies made it up! All kidding aside, give your body time. It's amazing how much our amazing kiddos mess them up!

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