Naturally I'm a bit deflated - I'm pretty convinced I'm ovulating right now, and I'm missing it. But I looked at my calendar and trying in June isn't so terrible; it's not great, but July wasn't great last time either and it all worked out in the end. I'd hate for B and a sibling to have birthdays right on top of each other, but that's getting a little ahead of myself!
In the end I want to put my best foot forward and not waste those $600 vials of sperm, and rooting around in the dark would be doing just that. So, we wait.
Oh, and my bra is full of cabbage leaves. I feel like a salad.