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stoppit
Written on 11 May 2004 at 7:08 a.m.

ugh ugh ugh.

even though i know i am only imagining the morning sickness, it still sucks. i cannot finish this breakfast but i know if i don't i'll be starving in class. i wish i were not so good at psychosomatic illness. or psychosomatic pregnancy, as it were. actually, that's a thing, i remember. people even get big bellies and have contractions.... what is that called? i'll look it up later.

oh yeah pseudocyesis.

anyway. I'm either 6 dpo or 7 dpo or if you use the fertility friend research setting, like 13 dpo. And my poor little breasts feel like they're bruised. And I'm so tired. But yeah I feel pregnant every month so yeah.

i went to sleep at 9:30 and I'm still so tired but I need to finish drying my hair or I'll be late.

that's all


I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love