Tuesday, August 15, 2006

I always said...

... that I'd never drive a minivan. Ever. No. Not ever.

But after possibly being successfully pregnant for a minute and a half, I'm starting to not think they are so bad.

Yeah, it looks like it might have happened - and then didn't stay happened. It was in July. I got sick. Really vomitously sick. For two days. Then - things happened that you'd expect to happen if you were pregnant and then suddenly you weren't.

I'm not sad. I'm really excited at the thought that my eggs might not be as crusty as predicted. Whatever is meant to happen will. And that's totally fine with me.

What's the last thing you came to peace with?


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