Thank you so much for being so understanding, and so kind. I think it was worse this month because DH (normally very very stoic on such matters) got very sad because 'twas Father's Day, and a father he is not. I can bear being sad myself, but seeing the dearest, sweetest, best man alive getting a bit blinky because I have a torn Tesco carrier bag for a womb was just a bit much.
However what a great way of looking at it - I shall view this as a nice shiny new cycle and roll up my sleeves and Get On It (once I have got the next couple of days outta the way, since I always manage to convince myself it could be an implantation bleed
for the first day or so!).
Onward, fellow Rat-Smackers! May those rodent bastids be splatted to hell and back