An adorable sleeping kitten?
Good guess. But no.
A teacup pup?
You’re getting warmer…
Just kidding. No you’re not.
I’ll give you a hint.
Wait for it…
Wait for it…
It’s an angry, fucked up uterus come to pay me a visit this morning!
The bitch is back, ladies. Right on “schedule”. And by schedule, I mean AF can change my used tampon.
Not only is she back, she has royally fucked me for the last 3 days with the most painful cramps and extreme bowel craziness I’ve ever had. No need to test, I got a BFP–Big Fucking Period.
Hubs and I are bummed, to be sure. It was a hard week to be away from home with all of this going on, and a 9 hour time difference. The blog kept me somewhat sane, but I feel badly for Hubs who was pretty alone for all of this, stealing 5 minute phone conversations here and reading my blog ramblings. This shit sucks.
Anyhow–thank you so much everyone for your support. It was a pretty great feeling to feel like there was a safety net of all of you ladies there for this, my first (of hopefully not many) 2ww’s. Now, it’s off to home where I will tuck myself into bed for a couple of days and sleep off this ridiculous period I’m having right now. Let’s just put it this way: if a baby did actually manage to implant this month, it would have been freaking plush 5 star luxury hotel accommodations in there.