Well, just like that *snap*... the two week wait is over. I'm not even sure it was a full two weeks. I think it was a few days short. There was no suspense at all. Aunt Flo is here two days early. She didn't come in with much of a bang. It was kind of like a quiver. BUT I know the cramps will get worse as the day progresses and my heart will ache as well.
Since I am trying to be optimistic about this losing battle I take on every single month, I will say two positive things.
1. At least I get to drink A LOT during my trip to Vegas.
2. I get to spend more quality time with my nearly $200 piece of electronic snake oil, also known as my fertility monitor. I mean heck...just because I paid a lot for it doesn't mean it should help me get a miracle on the first try, right?
Whatever! Here's to hoping the rest of this day doesn't suck. Advil, here I come!