So I started peeing on sticks again.
I know, I know. It’s an issue.
I sometimes don’t discuss the levels of my crazy with The Captain, just the over-view. But yesterday morning he touched my tummy and asked if there might be a baby in there yet.
How do you know?
I’ve done some tests.
Hmmmm, like every morning for the last week including today.
But it’s only 7am now?
Yep, I got up at 4am and tested then in case it was different.
Gotta love someone who loves the type of crazy you are. He just hugs me and makes it okay.
I’m over the concern that I was losing hope. I know that I’ll be okay. Just a day away from the restart today and this saying is one of the most fitting I know.
Keep on keeping on. No more peeing on sticks for a few weeks. But I’m standing back up.