Whenever I’m an emotional wreck (which is usually around this time in my cycle, when AF is set to arrive…and lets face it, that progesterone isn’t helping my mood swings either) I swear off ever trying to get pregnant again. I cry, I feel sorry for myself, I wish things were different. Today I thought to myself, “This is BULLSHIT. I should be 7 months pregnant right now, not STILL trying to get (and fucking STAY) pregnant. This is not fair!”
So I’m guessing I will get my period tomorrow, maybe the next day. Just for fun, I decided to see what my due date would be if by some miracle I got pregnant this next cycle.
My 30th birthday.
Who knows. But that would be a really, really amazing birthday present.