Okay.
So. My biological clock is ticking so hard it feels like the coo-coo bird's
beak is piercing my heart every time the damn alarm goes off.
Problem is, I made a pact with my husband that
we would wait 1 full year after we got married before we would start trying for
a baby. Unfortunately for me, I made
that pact with my head and not my heart, and certainly without consulting my
biological clock, so now my words are coming back to bite me in the uterus. I
mean, heart. Er, I mean, ass.
But, 15 weeks isn’t that long to wait, right?
Especially when I’m going to be stuck with that mini-Martin for the next 18
years… ;)
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