Tonight I made egg salad for the first time in my life. Some of the eggs came out perfectly, and one or two were cracked from being hard boiled, leaving them a little soggy and strange. As I peeled them, held those warm, firm eggs between my finger and thumb before I placed them in the slicer, I noticed how kind of perfect eggs are. And maybe a little beautiful?
As I stared at each egg, I got to thinking about my own eggs. I hope they are as strangely beautiful, and more on the intact side of things than the soggy side.
But right now, it's not my eggs I am concerned with.
I know I've worried over my luteal phase before (and I turned out to be pregnant), but this time it's pretty bad (possibly only 4 days long). I haven't really started charting in earnest because my cycle is just all over the place (it's that bad, really?) and I'm not even convinced I ovulated this month before the pseudo bleeding began (yes, really!).
I am taking 100 mg of B6 and I bought progesterone cream to use this cycle, so I guess we'll see about that.
~Nichole
No comments:
Post a Comment