Professor Wilson hijacked my brain at work today.
“Let’s think about babies.”
“Not now, Professor, I’m working.”
“Sssssh, I have to concentrate.”
“Babies, babies, BABIES.”
We phone the hospital this month, on day one of my cycle – for once, I can’t wait for my period to start.
It’s our last month trying naturally before our frozen embryo transfer. I’m pretty sure I’m not preggers, but I don’t feel sad this time.
And this means Professor Wilson is my constant companion, dancing around my head.
I accept and love you, Professor – you baby-brained monkey mind!