Breasts tender. Randomly cry over P!nk’s Fucking Perfect to world news on TV. Slight queasiness but brush it off as after effects from that crazy Cylon coaster ride last weekend. Getting suspicious but make myself wait till the weekend before testing again to manage disappointment.
Missed period. Alas, pregnancy test is negative. Sigh. Another month gone. At least there’s the hubby’s theme park birthday to look forward to this weekend.