Monty's Wild Ride...or...Never Ever Double Temp

Someday I will write a long post about how I got into nursing school. It was crazy as crazy can be and involved me quitting my job at 4:30 pm on a Friday and starting full-time school on the following Monday.

Monty is feeling just as crazy.

I started spotting yesterday. Pink and brown, a small amount And the cramping is gone, daddy, gone. But my period is NOT here. So we decide that we will do another HPT in the am IF my temps are still flat or up.

I woke up at 2 am and couldn't sleep until 3 am until I finally decided to take my temp (and pee).

97.7

Okay, it's over, temp drop means period. No more Monty. But...just in case...just to prove to myself that my period really is here...I tell M. "I'm going to temp at 5 am when I usually do." despite the illegality of double temping. My temp after two really good hours of sleep...

98.1...I mean REALLY...98.1

And we can't count either temp as legit because I was awake an hour before number one and only asleep for two prior to number two.

I'm still not even full-fledged spotting, so unless Aunt Flo shows up more definatively today (aka, bright red spotting, clots) we're testing tonight after work.