Well I realised I hadn't updated this thing in a while.
Truth is I have just been trying to forget about it all.
I feel this TTC business gets so serious that sometimes it is all I can think about. It consumes me. The 2WW is the worst.
I feel every twinge, every wave of nausea, every stretch or pull, and I assume that it *may* have something to do with the possibility of being pregnant.
Take last month, for instance. I had every possible symptom under the sun. The strongest of which were my boobs that amazingly grew a cup size in the space of a week, became mottled with veins including one that I only ever see when pregnant.
Obviously this does not automatically read BFP. However, I got my hopes up and they were dashed when a week and a bit later, AF arrived in full vengence despite being fashionably late again.
Someone should tell her how rude it is to drop in without prior warning.
So this month has been a bit of a "cool off". Hubby and I are still BD'ing...not religiously and at every opportunity (seems to be less of those this month anyway) but BD'ing all the same. It only takes one of those little swimmers so hopefully it'll make it this month.
I've started wondering how my reaction will be when I do finally have that BFP. It seems to be all about the TTC that the events that follow it seems so far off in the distance that I haven't really worried about it yet.
Of course I think about it, but do I THINK about it? No, I don't think I do. Maybe I should.
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