I Don't Dare Hope

This morning my temp had a very nice rise. Alright, now what? I'm cautiously optimistic.

Acupuncture went very well...she is very impressed with my chart, even hinting that I might actually, you know, be pregnant.

Really? Could it even be possible? I was just told three weeks ago that the only way I would get pregnant would be IVF. Really?

My mind thought about the possibility the whole time the needles were in today. And I became utterly terrified. The last four pregnancies have not gone as planned...five pregnancies, one child. Not the best odds, you know?

I'm afraid to even hope that I might be. Because if I don't think I am, when I'm not, it won't hurt as much, right?