Or, “I Wouldn’t Have Believed It if It Hadn’t Happened to Me.”
Not long after JJ and I married, I started charting my menstrual cycles, just as Toni Weschler says to do in her book “Taking Charge of Your Fertility.” I photocopied a bunch of blank charts, and each cycle I used a new chart. And, since the blank chart had a line for numbering each chart, I did. It was fun to take my temperature every morning first thing when I woke up, and I enjoyed keeping the charts. In fact, I still do keep charts like that, and still on paper, even though now there are computer programs where you could do it all online.
So, I kept charts and numbered each cycle as I went along. Lyd was conceived on cycle #29.
After Lyd was born and my cycles resumed, I started charting again, but I began my count over from the beginning. I conceived on cycle #19, but, sadly, that baby was lost in my first miscarriage.
I continued my count after that miscarriage, and did not start counting over. Jujubee was conceived ten cycles later, on cycle #29.
After Jujubee was born and my cycles resumed, I started my count over again. But this time I did it a little differently. Since I nursed her a long time after she was born, I added an additional count simultaneously with the first one after I finally fully weaned her. So my chart number had two numbers on it: the first number counted from when my cycles resumed after having the baby, and the second number counted from the time I stopped nursing.
Last winter, I had a very early miscarriage. That cycle number, using the first count’s number, was cycle #19.
After the miscarriage, I resumed counting without starting over. Last month, I had another very early miscarriage. That cycle number, using the second count’s number, was, unbelievably, #19.
According to my first count’s number, cycle #29 is coming in the near future.
Isn’t that …
freaky … scary … odd … weird … interesting?
And that is all I will say about that.