Sometime around dark o'clock this morning I woke up. Snap. Wide awake. I awoke crying. I've no idea if I had a sad dream or it was triggered by those oh-so-unwanted premenstrual cramps.
I tried to keep it down but still managed to wake Ray who wrapped himself around me and kissed my neck.
"What's wrong poppet?"
"I miss our son and I want to be pregnant."
Yup, that's just about it.
I haven't had much to say lately (bloggers block?) but what more can I say at the moment when those ten words sum up everything in one dark little nutshell.
Notes to self:
Mustn't wipe nose on duvet.
Must find other thoughts to think.
Must cheer up.
Be back soon.
With some light.