...that this blogging is a great thing for me. I've actually been using the words 'I' and 'me' rather than 'we' or, more often, 'Toby' all the time. It's been quite a while since I really thought about what I had to say or how I felt about things. Very therapeutic.
And now I'm off for a little ritual humiliation - the Weight Watchers weigh-in. God help my soul but I really want to get into my cute pink tweed trousers before the winter is over. Do you think the dozen cookies I ate yesterday will have turned to fat already? Not very good at this dieting thing.
And for the record, yes I did another test this morning (sorry, Nana!). It was negative, of course. That makes four negative tests. I'm starting to think I might not be pregnant.
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