I am saying that constantly right now. Hand over lower abdomen, begging that my imagination is not contriving all the symptoms... Begging God for the chance that I really am pregnant and wishing that I could skip to next Monday (which will be the first day of school and I haven't ever wished to fastforward to the first day of school! There's a lot to do between now and then!) But the longest cycle I've ever had is 30 days and that would mean starting on Sunday - if I can make it to next Monday, I'd think that'd be time to get excited!
This morning I didn't feel sick to my stomach when I first woke up, but after I got to school for training I started to feel a bit queasy and the smell of coffee - which I normally love - was really not pleasant. I am hoping that these are confirmations that I am pregnant.
I think I see why someone might have a hysterical pregnancy: when you want this so very badly, it seems that every little detail is magnified. I wonder if I felt sick because I hoped I'd feel that. I just don't know. If will alone could make me pregnant then I think I'd have it covered.
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