To be, or not to be, that is the question

Today is the day my period is supposed to start.

I'm trying not to get my hopes up. I keep telling myself that I'm not pregnant so that I wont be completely crushed when Auntie F shows up on my doorstep.

I thought the game was over yesterday when Brian took my temperature (6:00 a.m. - every day!), and it had dropped from 98.6 to 98.1. But, this morning it was up to 98.8. SO, maybe, just maybe...

I've been having a few crampy feelings, but nothing major. I feel a little feverish, but that could be from my body trying to recover from the bad cold I got last week. Some women say they got a cold right when they became pregnant. Others say their sense of smell went off the charts. Really, who knows.

I guess I will in the next few days.