Licking Wounds and Humping Legs

I've decided that if I can't be anything but melodramatic, I'm going to do it in the privacy of my own brain.

But, to give you a clue, here are two phrases that are burrowing themselves into my skull as of late:

Mother's Day
Due Date

That's right, folks. The due date of my first miscarriage is coming up. Four days before Mother's Day. And I remember so clearly my Mom squeeing that I'd be a mother just days before Mother's Day. But, that was back when I so STUPIDLY and BLINDLY assumed that positive pregnancy test = baby. Anyway, I'm licking my wounds a little bit.

I do kind of want to hump Stephen Colbert's leg. And the legs of my Jersey Devils. Life's not all bad.