Just how insane am I. Well at 2am this morning I was CONVINCED that I was pregnant.
Instead it turns out that something I ate just didn't agree with my tummy.
B has made it perfectly clear that 2 kids is plenty during which time I have come to the conclusion that I am not done having kids yet... whether I have another one of my own or I am a surrogate.
In the mean time I need psychiatric help to deal with this -- how in the world can I want another kid so soon? I mean seriously, haven't I been pregnant for like the last 3 years?