Oh bugger, had a shit day as a result of that stupid, far too early to be testing,negative test.
Of course today was the day I ran into an old colleague I hadn't seen for a while, and she was sporting a beautiful baby bump. I completely ignored it, did not ask when she was due and left abruptly with a huge lump in my throat.
Then I went to class after morning tea and felt quite sick after a very strong cup of tea. Of course I wanted that to mean something, but it is such a tiny chance I spent the rest of the day feeling sad I am not pregnant right now.
Then, later, in the front office sending a fax, was accosted by another gorgeous mum sporting huge baby bump and matching glow and smile.
Felt like total shit, said I was feeling sick ( which I was, and very depressed) and drove home, inhaling large block of Lindt dark chocolate with sea salt, and crying loudly. Felt more sick after that.
So much for feeling at peace and in a place of acceptance. I just feel sad and pissed off that I have been trying for three years and have had three miscarriages. I want my fucking happy ending.
Sorry, I am obviously pre-menstrual and not coping. I thought the fecking Paleo diet was supposed to have my hormones all evened out so I could be the picture of calm. Grrr
I bet I will wake up with massive zit on my chin as a result of the chocolate.
Bah humbug...
God, I hope this bad funk is gone by Friday night when I have to be a graceful host. Otherwise I might have to get roaring drunk and make a fool of myself.