Well we did it.  The will overcame desire and we DTD protected this weekend, both times.  He said, "we probably should, right?" and I knew he was right.  We had talked about it.  Talked about the pros and cons.  In the end, it's practical - timing would be off for many things, including a couple trips we want to take, and my brother's college football schedule.  All of these things could be mitigated by simply waiting a month or two.  And so we waited.  I was simultaneously disappointed and relieved.  I had run out to pick up some prenatal vitamins and took a dose of them on Saturday morning just in case.  I wanted to just "roll the dice."  But i know that it wasn't the best timing.

If there's one thing i'm good at, it's sticking to the plan.  "Plan the dive, and dive the plan."

I think I ovulated yesterday.  My temp isn't over the coverline, but I've seen this "dip plus slow, 2-day rise" pattern before.  Tomorrow's temp will have to confirm.  I hope it does, because i've been strong now, and I can't hold out for too much longer.

The timing would be best in two months.  But maybe we'll be a little "less careful" next month, when the consequences of "rolling the dice" aren't so obnoxious.  On the plus side, I'm going to try and refocus (again) on getting into shape.  I'm up 15 pounds since the wedding and 20 pounds from where I definitely should be.  30 pounds from my goal weight.  I finally gave in a bought some bigger pants.  So possibly I can work on getting that back under control before we really try in earnest.

In other news, DH's high school sweetheart (who he pined after for most of college) just told us that she's preggers.  We're all friends now, and she's a sweet, smart, fun girl to hang out with.  But deep down I still feel like she was DH "first love" and that it's not fair.  I'd rather she be jealous of me than the other way around...