My greatest stressor at the moment (and believe me, they change so often) is that today, Thursday, is the fourth day for my period week of birth control pills and I have yet to start the dreaded-but-sometimes-hoped-for menstrual period. The good news is that, if I am pregnant, I'll likely be able to narrow down a DOC (date of conception). I forgot to take my pill one day until almost midnight, and the day before I had taken my pill in the morning, effectively missing over twenty-four hours without my pill. Smart Tiffy! The bad news? If social services find out about it, (assuming I am, of course) they may try to take this baby too, until Richard and I can prove we didn't hurt Julian. So I'm looking at having to hide the fact that I'm pregnant for a few months, if I am.
This is the time for me to give myself a mental b***h slap and wait the three more days I have left to wait before jumping the gun on this. The thing is, my periods are steady and regular when I'm on birth control. So what's up with this?
Thursday, July 2, 2009
What to do...
Posted by Tiffany A. Fletcher at 8:40 PM
Labels: birth control, fear, pregnancy
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