Ha!
For about 48 hours this week, I believed with the utmost conviction that I was pregnant. Whilst at first it was terrifying, the fear subsided and gave way to an uncomplicated happiness that was in stark contrast to the way that I've been feeling of late - I actually began to see purpose and meaning. Ultimately, I'm not 'with child', and the disappointment surprised me with its gut-wrenching ferocity. At least now I know something for sure that I've never been able to decide before: I am SO going to do that.