I'm not pregnant....

After my last post, that very night, I got my period. I guess I'm not pregnant. I mean, I'm not surprised by that but I'm a little sad and disappointed. I've imagined myself with a baby. I've pictured what it would be like for Paul and I to have a little family with a little baby. I can kind of imagine the sleepless nights and the nasty diapers. It will be so much easier to imagine when I know there's a baby in my stomach. I'm trying not to get ahead of myself but it's hard, it's hard not to think about all the time.