see, as I get to the end of this thing getting out of my system, I’m starting to feel like a failure. I shouldn’t, but I do.
I keep having dreams about being pregnant still, and I’m back at work with people asking me what was wrong. “… ohh errr stuff… y’know…” I say, not knowing what to say, despite having gone over it in my head bazillions of times.
I do feel like I’m ovulating again, which is a good sign. Hurry up body.