a little patience
After a good cry, lots of hugs from Paul, and cuddles with Jasper, I do feel better today. I was starting to get excited about being pregnant and even though I knew it was unlikely to happen, part of me was convinced that it would. Being logical about it all, it actually makes more sense to wait until after the wedding to start trying again. For the two weeks that I wasn't sure if I was pregnant, I made the appropriate changes (major alcohol cutback, stopped taking allergy tablets/ibuprofen, etc.) and spent much of the two weeks anxiously looking for signs of pregnancy. I don't think I want to go through that worrying every month along with all the wedding and honeymoon planning. Also, I don't think it's advisable to do long haul flights in the early stages of pregnancy, so the honeymoon might have become a problem. Between now and the wedding, we only have 5 opportunities to conceive anyway, so it won't be that long to wait.
Which would be fine if I wasn't the most impatient person in the world.