Today is CD29-potentially-CD1.
I am down in my hometown for that big family wedding. Yesterday was a LOT of laughs! We went out searching for nail polish and lipstick that were a perfect colour match to my dress (see below). Which in itself is pretty hilarious - and I haven't had nail polish on for YEARS. It's just not my thing. But I decided to get super girly this weekend. And I somehow convinced half of my female relatives to also put this shade of nail polish on so we'd be matchy-matchy. And my Mom put clear coats on everyone (female) else. Very fun - my #1 cousin and I will have matching nail polish - how cute! (She and I look the most alike, which I love to hear people say, because she is so pretty! If another cousin would be in town though, then I am third in the look-alike contest. #1 and I agreed when we were teenagers that we were each others #1 cousins [since I have like 17 cousins, one has to have some order, right? ahah!], so we refer to each other as #1)
Here is my dress - I am pretty stoked about it! This suits my body quite well, because I have a grande bum region - but I magically fit into a size 0 in this dress! What?!? Hahhaah. I am like a 6/8 normally.
It was only IF-stressful at one point, when suddenly we were the center of attention - "when are you two going to have a baby?" - I gave my usual "You'll be the first to know!", which then (thankfully) quickly degenerates into "hey! I want to be the first to know" comments.
I did POAS this morning - I have been spotting for two days now, but AF should be here by now, but she's not quite - this will be my third day of spotting, so I thought... well, better safe than sorry, since if I'm not pg, I will drink tonight at the wedding. But no - one line.