I’m pretty convinced that I’m pregnant now. I’m about 12 days late on my monthly cycle, I’ve started breaking out in places that I don’t usually, I’m eating like a horse, my boobs are sore and I keep having weird cravings for cornbread. I ate it with cheese today. Weird. I’m still going to give it till next Tuesday and then I’ll tell Nick. I hated telling him last time, and this time I’m dreading it even more. But for some weird reason, I’m really excited about being pregnant again. I guess I just like the thought of something growing inside of me and buying cute little baby outfits again.
If I am pregnant, I’ll announce it to everyone at my birthday party on the 8th. I announced it at a party last time, and it always seems the best way. Well, I find it’s the best way :p