The last couple of days have sucked…. AF is missing and not in that hopeful, oooo I might be pregnant kind of way. This is more of a she’s f***ing with me just to piss me off kind of way. I just want to get my next cycle started, that’s all. I know she’s coming. My cervix is low and wide open, I’ve been spotting for days, I’m cramping, and I tested BFN (at like 15dpo). I’m not pregnant… AF is just taking her sweet time starting.

Yesterday a group of us went out to celebrate BIL’s birthday. I said screw it and ordered myself two drinks over the course of the night. I am damn tired of thinking I’m pregnant and avoiding things in the 2ww and never being pregnant. So I had fun last night and didn’t think about it. Den said, “Well good.”

I picked up my birth control pills yesterday. :sigh: I forget which one it’s called… Previfem I think? How depressing to be picking up birth control instead of some kind of fertility meds. Then again, I’m kind of glad not to be doing clomid again. Grrr.

My stomach is acting up again. Yesterday I was on my way out the door when my stomach totally rebelled and I had to go running to the bathroom (not to puke). Ugh. This only happens during AF. Though this morning I might be feeling the after-effects of eating WAY too much food yesterday. Urp.