Does it make sense to blog when one has nothing to say?
Should I say I woke up this morning, 6 days after ovulation, with a pain in my left side worried that my embryo had implanted itself in my fallopian tube? Nah. I should keep that to myself.
Should I write all about my best friend’s baby shower? It was great. I rubbed up on her belly several times to steal mojo and I honestly pray that if I ever do get knocked up I’ll be as hot a pregnant chick as she is.
I can say that I don’t much mind my thinking I’m pregnant this cycle. The other times I was sure I was pregnant. This time, I just think I am. I need to think I am. If I’m not I’m going to lose my ever-loving mind. Maybe I already have. I’m blogging about walrus dongs for cripes sake. Anywho… tomorrow is day 7 po. The half-way mark. I think I might test earlier this time. Do those “results five days earlier” tests really work?