Not so much IABU as how can I be less unreasonable?
I have several health conditions which the GP and consultant are working to get under control, Lupus, anti-ro antibodies, and depression/anxiety which I think are tied to the Lupus (not sure how the correlation works but there seems to be a definite link for me and for some other folk I spoke to in an online support group.)
I had the coil taken out in December but we are not actively trying. GP wants me to take folic acid for at least three months and I have an appointment in March to discuss the antibodies. I am also tapering off my SSRI antidepressants.
Last month I had a really late period, and dared to hope, despite the extreme unlikelihood (we had only had unprotected sex once and not at fertile time.) It was super dashing when test was negative and period came.
On Sunday I had a huge fight with DP. I told him I was desperate to try as soon as possible. We are both thirty-three and his parents are getting old as he was a late late baby (I know this shouldn't impact on the decision, but I want my baby to be held by his or her Granddad and Grandmum at least once.) DP says he is unwilling to try until after the appointment in March, which he says isn't that long, and reminded that I've not been on Folic Acid for three months. I literally spent the day in tears.
DP's job is about to change. He was doing a long graduate trainee scheme, now complete, and they need to place him in the organisation. He will have a job, and it will be in our home city or within easy reach, but he wants to know where. He is also terribly concerned about the idea that any child we have might have a heart block, and is very keen to speak to the consultant with me in March to see what measures they can put in place to prevent this.
I know all this makes sense, but Sunday was just so awful. DP said this morning that my irrationality (crying incessantly, dark thoughts, etc) is connected to cutting my SSRI in half and I should speak to GP about going back up, but this would push back having baby even further.
I have a job which I love, and a literary agent recently expressed interest in representing my book, which I would have killed for a few years ago, but now all is paling in comparison, and I can't even focus on the changes to book agent has asked me to make. My concentration is shot, and all that matters is that I am desperate for a baby.