Exactly one week from today, we’ll be moving (figuratively speaking, of course). We’ve been stagnant for about four months in this TTC journey, and I’m ready to break through the wall that’s holding us back from the finish line.
For a couple of days, I thought AF would show up early. I was wrong. As of this morning, there was no sign of her. But as soon as I post a “I think AF is actually going to stay away!” message on the TTCYFC board, I start cramping. It’s like she has me on radar:
“OMG, like, did you actually think I forgot about you? No way in hell. I plan on coming to visit at the LEAST convenient time, then sticking around for about a week to make you one cranky bi-atch.”
And yes, I do imagine my period speaking to me in a Valley girl voice.