Nothing has happened since taking the cytotec. Somehow, even less than the first dose. Were they sugar pills? I mean, honestly, is my uterus so impervious to reality that it won’t even truck with ulcer pills telling it to get a move on?
The joke last night was that I wouldn’t deliver my sac until September 21 (my original due date). So we started to think of all the thing we could do between now and then…
Go on a sac-moon
Have a sac shower and a sac reveal
Name the sac… Hacky… Ball… and my favorite, Goldman.
I mean, you have to laugh or you’ll cry. Okay, maybe you’ll still do both.