As every minute and then hour ticks by I am getting myself more and more convinced that I am pregnant. My head is working at 100 miles an hour and I just can't go to bed yet as I know I won't go to sleep. I still have normal discharge, I'm getting a headache, some cramping, but just generally not really feeling like my period is going to start. I so hope my body isn't playing some sort of cruel joke on me. I suppose it is still early and I have been know to have a longer cycle than 33 days so there is still plenty of time.
I found a spare pregnancy test today and I was going to do it tonight but then chickened out. Probably do on Wednesday or maybe Friday if I haven't come on by then.
I'm sort of already planning ahead, which again I said I wouldn't do. I have Naomi's 30th birthday on Saturday and Sally is driving me so that I can drink! What story could I possibly tell them? Then I have a pre hen weekend where I have been told to stay over so I can have a few to drink, then I have 3 weddings to go to in August! I've just worked out though that I will be over 12 weeks by then so I could tell them for that. But what about the hen weekend! I have no idea how to get around that one. I think I may just carry a bottle of Bud around with me to make it look like I'm drinking. Oh dear!
Just in case, I got Rob to take a flabby belly picture for my 0 week picture, although if I am pregnant it is actually about 5 weeks. Pretty sure it wouldn't make much difference.
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