So I was doing okay about getting AF. I had my meltdowns in the days leading up to her arrival as I watched my temp drop lower and lower. The day AF showed, I was sad, but I did okay -- no tears, no breakdowns. Maybe it was because she showed during the week and I was too busy to fully register it, but it hit me today. I need to get this out of my system so that I can be all holly-jolly and attend my friend's tree-trimming party -- even though right now, hanging ornaments and pretending to be happy is the last thing I want to do.
I'm not pregnant. And I sooooooo want to be pregnant.
It just sucks. And for some reason right now, I keep thinking back to this past summer when a Facebook friend posted comments that suggested pregnancy....her friends would fall for the bait and exclaim she was....and then she'd come back and deny she was pregnant -- when in reality, she was in her first trimester. (Hey I get not wanting to tell people -- but don't lead people on and then lie about it!)
I'm not pregnant.
Anyone else feel like joining me in a pity party??? Feel free to let loose and break down. Misery does enjoy company, you know.