I'm not feeling very chatty. Just pissed.
I felt everything that pointed to pregnancy. EVERYTHING! Even the freakin' brown implantation bleeding which I've never seen before, ever.
And now my stupid period appears to be here.
I was so hopeful. There were 35 million sperm! 35 million! 3x better than we've ever had.
I don't want to go back to cynical. I want to be able to stay hopeful. But right now I'm just really sad. Sad for me, and sad for Mr. P. He puts this all on himself, and I just hate that. I just hate this whole damn thing.
When we left off, we were headed north. So before every trip, everyone in the family states one thing they really want to do. The Wolvog chose the Jacobi...
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