I keep forgetting I could be pregnant following my embryo transfer five days ago. I have been lifting heavy things, stupidly ate a cold baked ricotta pudding on the day of my transfer (I forgot I should avoid this!), and have not been taking it easy at work.
Last time, on the day of the transfer, I went to bed for the day and rested. I didn’t lift any heavier than a jar of peanut butter, and adopted a lazy, ‘yeah, man whatever’ type of persona at work to avoid getting stressed.
I don’t know where my devil-may-care attitude is coming from. I desperately would love to be pregnant so why does it seem I am almost daring the pregnancy to go ahead?
Perhaps I want it to be strong this time, rather than the weak pregnancy that I eventually lost in miscarriage. I want to test it by doing things I would usually do (rather than wrapping myself in cotton wool), to ensure it is hardy and here to stay.
Has anyone else been like this following a transfer?