I haven't decided whether or not to document every day's "happenings", or rather just when something exciting unfolds. So, first we can start with New Years Eve, the day I took TWO positive prego tests and then spent my Eve sober while the rest of my friends had a good time, per say. Sunday, two days later, I took another test, only to get a negative. After reading many forums, I was sure I had either had a quick miscarriage or still pregnant. Surely. After my doctor appointment today for something entirely different, my doc informed me she would check my already given urine sample for the hcg hormone. Negative. So now I have to wonder why ..'certain things' were tender and sore and why I got a positive result, twice over. The mystery I guess, will never be solved! I can't decide if I'm happy or not. I think secretly I was hoping I was, by some freak chance. My mom was "fertile mertile", so why couldn't I be, right? Weird. Now I have to cope with reminding myself that its okay to drink caffeine, or wine again. (And that I dont have to clean out one of our spare bedrooms). On another note, I hate talking on the phone. Loathe it entirely. I'd rather be shot.
That is all.
Today, I am thankful for:
*journals
*the untrained eye
*Pepsi
*understanding
~H3
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