So my happy fun girl time was three days late. I've never had one so late before. I'm always like clock work. The whole world takes it time from greenwhich. Greenwhich takes its time from my uterus.
During these three days I let my wander to so many different things. I figured out my possible due date, thought of ways to tell friends and family, when to tell my boss and even baby names.
It's so hard to describe the wave of sadness that comes over me when I find I'm not pregnant and this time was particularly worse because of those three days. Those glorious days of possibility. I know i shouldn't get my hopes up but what can I do, I can't help it.
I wish i could go back two days and just stay there for awhile.