Sunday, March 4, 2012

Feb 27th Monday

It is so hard to be at work... I just keep thinking "Lord, You know what number I need."  It needs to be at least ten...

I feel kind of odd... I just have this thought within me that says "Going to start saying I am pregnant".  "I am pregnant"...

Course, saying that is ludicrous, right?

People would either think that I have lost my marbles or fertility is driving me crazy...

Keep getting this deep sensation though to shout it from the roof tops.  I don't have a roof top though, and I am nervous that I am not, in fact what is being proclaimed in my poor, obsessive, hopeful brain.

Lord you know what numbers I need.  Please let this be it.

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