Slowest Friday Ever...

I broke down this morning as K and I approached the BART station.

I was in a terrible mood yesterday afternoon on our walk with our 4-legged babies. I was pretty shocked to find out from K that our good friends John and Noel are pregnant. They are 10weeks along. The white elephant in the room was the fact that I would have been about 9weeks had we not m/c. Obviously that didn't help my already soured mood. This morning I was ready to embrace the fact that despite my sensitivity, I am truly excited for John&Noel. As I was telling K about this, he had to confessed that he is too, but not without a little jealousy. Moreover, he told John that we m/c!!!

Now that just blew the flood dam wide open. I don't even know why or how, but I just started sobbing uncontrollably. I thought it was because I was mad at k for telling John about the m/c, but I don't understand why I got so mad, but I just couldn't help it, and I hated seeing k's feeling get hurt because I know he didn't know it would be big deal to me to keep it secret. I treed not to over analyze my outburst as a potential pg sign, but I keep going back to the same reasoning.


On top of this, I am also experiencing the worst heartburn today and I hardly ever get heartburn. It started out in the morning, after I had a handful of prezels, continued into lunch; then, I have an itching urge to go walk/hike to rid my feeling of fullness after lunch. I've decided that I am hopeful, I will test next Wendesday.