Update

Nope, I was not pregnant . . . but I perhaps I could have been. My period just came a little later.  It could have been super early loss.  I don't know.  I don't know if I wanted to really know, either.  Part of me was very relieved that I wasn't pregnant. (Yet.) Of course, another part of me was really disappointed.

At present, I think I am ovulating now (or did within the last day or two.)   And so the wait begins again.  Except for while writing this, I am going to try not to think about it at all. If it happens, great, and if not, there is always next month.

I kind of want to get another (and probably final) pregnancy over with, too, because I would like to back on my SSRI of choice.   I am convinced that it does help calm my anxiety down, and a calmer mother would be good for our living son and also hopefully future baby.

It is now time for bed.  The last two nights have been trying as my living son has been  up with fevers (that end promptly at 8 am), and unable to sleep well.  He is sleeping now, so I must get some sleep while I can.