I THINK I surged yesterday. The pink line SEEMED to be darker both that morning when I used a stick and that night when I tried again. I even think it was pretty much the same shade of pink as the control line. And today, there was the telltale CM so I'm thinking that I'm ovulating as I write (day 19). Since we last had sex late at night on day 16, I'd say I gave myself a two to three day window between sex and ovulation — pretty much what I wanted.

I ran out of sticks to pee on. We had to get up early yesterday morning to drive a few hours to a ferry that would take us to Victoria, British Columbia. But I was determined to get another ovulation kit before we set sail.

While we were driving along the beautiful coastline (think serene ocean in front of gorgeous mountains peaking out behind billowy clouds) I asked my husband to look out for drug stores.

"Maybe they'll be selling ovulation kits at the ferry stop," he said sarcastically. "Drinks, snacks, and ovulation kits."

"Ha ha. Just look for a sign for a drug store please." Then I fell asleep.

I woke up as he was turning into a Rite Aid. Yes!

I got an ovulation kit. My new ob-gyn said I didn't need to bother with a kit at this point — but I'm not the kind of person to leave things to chance (especially important things like having a baby). So, even though I was already charting my CM and basal body temperature and I had a good idea of when I might be ovulating, when a few of my friends mentioned how well ovulation kits had worked for them, it got me thinking about them.