My boobs hurt.
I’m tired.
I’m naseous.
I gag everytime I brush my teeth.
Oh… and I’m late.
And scared. Very scared.
My boobs hurt.
I’m tired.
I’m naseous.
I gag everytime I brush my teeth.
Oh… and I’m late.
And scared. Very scared.
omg..I thougt I was last week because I was like 2 weeks late, and tired….so, bought one, negative, and next day…”surfing”??? WTF? Well Luck be with you, however which way you want it…
it’s not mine!
I remember reading in your blog that yu wanted another baby…why are yu scared? good luck!!
My stomach hurts, just reading your symptoms. Get the to a piss-test right now.
Sit out on your front porch with a shotgun and shoot the Stork before he gets into your house 😉 er, that is unless you’re happy about it!
Damn.. I knew we should have used protection.
I told you to slip one on, but you were all
“it’ll be ok”
See how you are?
ahhhh babies rock, let us know, take a picture,
not of the piss, he he he, but of the +/- and post it. :0)
I thought you wanted another child? What’s scareing you?
what’s scaring me? The fact that even though I would love another child, it’s not the best thing for our family right now.
I’m on anti depressents. We’re broke.
And we’re just so happy the way things are right now.
So I’m just scared of things like that, but I would love another child, I would.
But…
It’s just not the time.
Test
Late?! whatcha talkin’ about willis?
Josie got fixed last time she was on the table having a baby, it was a c-section so it only made sense seeing this was our last.
<dr evil voice>It got weird, didn’t it? </dr evil voice>
oooh yvonne, what a difficult situation. please keep us posted. you could be late for any number of reasons!
I just assumed you were on your way to Target for more Tonka ‘ho’s……and you were stressed from the competition.
I hope it’s just your other meds messing you up, or stress or something. My last was a real accident, a great example of failed methods. Like how did I end up being the in the 12% end of this deal? Well the boobs hurting and tiredness thing is definitely worrisome. But with you’re sense of humor and your two beautiful boys you’ll be fine even if you are. And no one ever thinks they have enough $$ for a baby. Enough blah blah blah. Thinking of you.
Big hugs, no matter what happens!
I had those 5 symptoms back in June, now I’m having #3 in 16weeks!! gahh!
Good luck!!!!!!!!! ~*~*~looks around for aunt flo with a flashlight~*~*~*
Just for the record, this very same thing happened to me 12 years ago and it was very difficult. Now, however, I have the most amazing and wonderful 11 year old boy you’ve ever seen. And like they say 3rd times a charm…. Good luck.
Nah, it’s just some cosmic force making us all late.
Then again, maybe it’s just mother nature being a bitch to me again. I’m traveling to canada next week – and I’m a week late. Damn aunt flo couldn’t work shit out so she’s not visiting while I’m freaking travelling!!! With MEN. {sigh}
Well, I hope the crimson wave comes your way asap. I was there this time last month – it is scary!
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