stuck in the moment
There is always that point in that time of the month that you have that single bit of hope that its finally gonna be. (ok that’s 5 thats..make that six!) You begin to have daydreams about torturing your husband about fantastic cravings, malling but walking very slowly in flats of course, getting bigger with no guilt, shopping for baby stuff, the list goes on… and thats only during the pregnancy! …and then you get the negative test strip…Oh no… and oh yes, it can drive anyone insane. Oh well, I have my man to torture, so whose complaining? (ok that’s 3 ohs)
