I’m about to leave my daughter with her father and travel 1500 miles away. For the sake of the people around me, that’s about all I can say. Anything more and I feel the tears welling up. I really don’t want airport security to think I’m nuts.
A side note–a very pregnant woman is sitting next to me and she has decided we should be friends apparently. All I can think at the moment is please quit talking, lady.
Another side note–I am at cycle day twenty-five, and I still haven’t ovulated. I give up on this cycle.
I give up on this day. I’m at the limits of my emotional control.
Please keep sympathetic comments to yourself today. If anyone shows me kindness at this point I think the tears will come gushing out like a newly opened dam.