So I have my labs drawn this morning - as there is still no sign of my "vistitor" as my mum would say. No nausea this morning, slightly sore boobs. So I am technically now 3 days late. We all wait with baited breath - and wouldn't you know it the damn quantitative HCG was <6 - confirmed the pee test from a couple of days ago. Not pregnant again. I was so zen about it at first, made myself think about how it is more important to fix my fibroids and everything else first and then after putting my bid in on the book we have for one of the girls at work I kind of fell apart. it does seem however that in m y little corner of this city where I work I am definately not alone. One of my colleagues is going through it so we did get to vent a bit together. Here are some tips for those of you who have children:
1, If you are seeking fertility treatment for another one please don't bring the 1st , 2nd or which ever other child to clinic with you - it just rubs it in for the rest of us.
2, Little girls in Gloucester - get over yourselves
3, Angelie Jolie - just stop. You have adopted 3, given birth to 1 and now you get to have twins. (don't even get me started onthe fact that you got brad Pitt too)
4, Tabloids - enough of the "bump watches" already. Brtiney is not pregnant again - that's her meds doing that to her - it happens. Paris if she is pregnanct oh God help us there really is no justice in the world.
Maybe I should do the following:
1, Make out with my brother at an awards ceremony
2, Marry a white trash guy in a wife beater (yes Kevin Federline I mean you)
3, Weigh 80 pounds
4, Drink and drive
5, Snort lots of coke and take lots of vicodin
6, Shave my head in public
7, Find L.Ron Hubbards stash of sperm (I assume Tom and katioe know where it is)
Ah. vent over feel a bit better about my rebellious uterus, poor responder, limited egg producing ovaries for now at least. Oh, but I am genuinely pleased for Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban.
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