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Fitting, I suppose

Gah, I should not be allowed near the Internet (this diary notwithstanding).
Life is OK except for the part where I have once again convinced myself that I am knocked up. Even though my period isn't even due yet (officially tomorrow). At least there is still a tiny sliver of my brain that is trying to talk me down, to prep me for the inevitable disappointment.

To that end, I've done bloodwork and more bloodwork and am awaiting results on the last round. I have a doctor appt scheduled in two weeks to discuss options. Hoping there are options we can afford.

Oh yeah, and way to bury the lead but this sudden rush to babymaking (not sudden really, but this *renewed* emphasis) was brought about because P is pregnant. Six weeks along I think. Absolutely thrilled for her and Angel Boy. Absolutely envious and sad about the stupid mechanics of the female body. My inner six-year-old is throwing a tantrum right now. Fitting, I suppose.

12:12 pm - 27.11.12

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