I just can't help it. I have a few more days until AF is 'supposed' to show..I started the ritual 'if it's near me in the bathroom, pee on it' testing..so far, nothing. It's still a bit early, I know, but I have myself so convinced it isn't going to happen...ever. I'm trying to stay upbeat for everyone else, I fight the tears every minute now...again. I was at a school dance with Kaitlynne on Friday. I was sat between Kim (my preggo friend), and a woman who had a child 3 months old. The age my little Marissa would be now. I was doing ok, oblivious to it..when this overwhelming feeling hit me like I should have Marissa sitting on my knee, bouncing her to the music. It took everything in me to NOT bolt out the door in tears.
Not much else to add. Hotel is still shutdown (Alex has been out of work for 3 weeks now-supposed to go back this week sometime for cleanup, we hope). Bank still screwing with me about the background. I applied at a title company that Nick's g/f works at. Blah. Everything just feels...blah.
AF is going to show. I know it. I'll totally break down over it. I know it.
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HUGS, Becky! I am praying for you! Don't let it get you down just yet!
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