I don't know what's going on with my body at the moment but in the last 12 hours I've gone from competent woman to broken wreck. I can't concentrate or string a sentence together, I've lost my spatial awareness, my body aches and I've got a headache.
I'm fantasising about POAS all of the time and seeing that second line come up. Then I start to panic that I've misread my ovulation symptoms and got my dates wrong; or that I'm imagining my current symptoms. Then I think what if I am pregnant? When (not if) will I lose it? Then what if I don't lose it, how will it feel about having an old mother and will it's friends mock it in the playground when it's 15 and then I get all upset about that.
FFS AF isn't even due yet. Did anyone find out where I can be put in a coma for 9 months?
Arrrrgghhhh.
And to top it all - despite the car failing its MOT and a terrible day a work - I only go and almost run over a black cat that was crossing my path. FFS!
I'd have a whisky if it wasn't for the fact that I might be preggers.
Arrrrggghhh again.
Pip x