Freakin' here we go again.
I just want to take some magical pill that will stop my imagination from going haywire. Here we go again... I am on day 35 of my cycle and haven't started... a day late according to my online cycle calculator, and three days late according to the cycle length of the last three months.
My imagination wants to take these facts and combine with the fact that for the last week I've been nauseous, exhausted, headachey, and on the verge of a cold.
I know I am not pregnant. I took a test Sunday. I just have to keep drilling that into my head. I am not pregnant. I am not pregnant. I am not pregnant.
There. I feel so much better.
My imagination wants to take these facts and combine with the fact that for the last week I've been nauseous, exhausted, headachey, and on the verge of a cold.
I know I am not pregnant. I took a test Sunday. I just have to keep drilling that into my head. I am not pregnant. I am not pregnant. I am not pregnant.
There. I feel so much better.