Dear Mother Nature,

Stop taunting me and just show, I feel you coming and just want to get it over like ripping off a plaster.

You are due today but you make your coming known for several days before - stop tweaking out the arrival like building up an audience before a show.

You are a cruel mistress by dangling a glimmer of hope before me, I know I’m

not pregnant but you like to tease.

Just come, I can then mourn and move on.

Plus have a big ass glass of wine 🍷

From Me