I hearby enter the part of my cycle I call Fantasy Land, in which I fantasize that I am pregnant. This time, rather than be fueled by attention from Crazy, the fantasy is fueled by breasts that are the tiniest bit fuller turning into giant gazoongas (please don’t let the porno people come here).
A close friend just called with news that she just got a positive pregnancy test. It’s easy to be happy for her, in part because she’s been trying for a year. I know life does not work this way, but wouldn’t it be so much fun if I am pregnant, too (and neither of us miscarries)? Speaking of friends, I was in such a good place yesterday that I was able to call Pregnant with Twins on the First Try, who is having a c-section in a couple of weeks and I think I’ll even be able to visit when they’re born. Heh, knowing how miserable the first few months with twins are helps a little…
Testing begins Sunday Monday. Or maybe Sunday. Don’t chastise me for testing too early. It’s my six bucks and I can waste it if I want to.
See that’s the thing. That whole “testing episode” last week set me back 30 bucks. Yours only cost 6 each, so unfair, very, very unfair. At least now I know what FRED is.
Will be thinking of you…
xxoo
I’ll be hoping for you!!! (But don’t get me started on the whole….wouldn’t it be fun to be pregnant with friends…thing…run…don’t walk!!!!)
I am jealous of your fantasy land days. I am in the god damnit…why aren’t I ovulating yet…I’ll just take 12 OPKs a day and that will induce ovulation…phase.
How many DPO are you?
Sorry to contribute to your fantasy land, but gazoongas have always been my first sign I was pregnant… all 5 times!!! Almost overnight I’d have pornstar boobies that would start way up into my armpits. Good luck testing. ~kat