Thinking Time is NEVER a good thing! Having now had some time to consider the facts today, I'm completely and utterly in a state about not catching this month. Totally convinced AF is on her way and even more confused about my body.
Of course the madwoman in me can think of nothing else, while my calm exterior carries on at work as if all is normal. And i start welling up.... is it the hormones still regulating two months later? Is it the monthly tidal wave crashing... is it the realisation that its not going to happen again. Or the fact that the 'fertility cape' i should have, must be on fire or something. Or the simple sad fact that i was hoping to tell my dad (who is DESPERATE to be a grandad) that this month's baby would be due on his birthday.
Why does it have to be this hard?
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