The One Time I was Excited to Give Blood

It is so difficult for me to decide on what I want to publicly share or not, but i also want to track everything and I am too lazy to pull out my journal. After months of no positive indication of an LH surge, I finally had a surge a week ago. The test is quite similar to an over the counter pregnancy test, but it measures LH levels that let you know if your body is about to release an egg. (Gah, I am so tempted to delete now). Well, anyways the test is rather simple-- smiley or no smiley. I'm accustomed to the empty circle (like over the last 13 months I grew to hate it). So the day I finally got the smiley, I was in shock and squealing and thanking the Lord that the medicine seems to be doing its job. Today I went for blood work to confirm that my progestrone levels went up (this will confirm ovulation and give my doctor a basis as to if my progesteone prescription is strong enough. To date, it was the happiest I've ever been to give blood. Now, I wait. It is mind consuming-- like I am trying to tell myself to focus on other things consuming. My sister had progesterone problems with all of her pregnancies, and even suffered miscarriages. Therefore, I know how serious the levels can be and I am thankful I am taking progesterone over the counter. I have chosen Joy lately and I've not obsessed my usual amount (struggling to have a baby and being OCD by nature is no picnic!) I have hope in God's word though. I claim victory in the bloodwork, and I give thanks to God for the healthy baby I just know that we will meet in God's sweet timing.