I have a serious problem.  I want to be pregnant again so incredibly badly that in my mind it has already "worked" for this month.  The chances are like 1 in a million or something like that- but so were the odds of what happened to Gabbi.

The only problem is that no matter how hard I tell  myself to let go of this pipe dream I am putting the odds at a million to 1 that I am in for a really, really supremely huge letdown that is going to send me spiraling into a major crash.

The 2 week wait always sucks big time.  This time it feels like an eternity.