Hi ladies. Hope you are all well today. I?m doing the old ?mislead your boss? trick by typing this on Word for now. However my iphone is going so slowly that I?ve not been able to read anyone else?s news yet. I?ll have a look soon when I know I can open it on my pc without anyone noticing.
Anyway firstly I just wandered if you had seen this story because if so, I wanted to point out it?s not me
. (Not least because the girl in question is so young, and I?m, well, Not!). It?s very scary though. I don?t mean to make light of it, as it must have been very alarming for the Mum, and the girl who tried to take it is apparently not well; but when I read her age, the bitter and twisted part of me thought ? Oh FFS just go out and shag someone if you want a baby so much; and leave the poor 30 year old woman to keep the baby that she probably went through hell to conceive
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Munki I can?t help with your test results ? I still don?t even know what I was tested for. I know I had a rubella immunity test (which was fine) and when I finally talked to the doctor he was talking about hormones and the ones in the brain (??) but he never mentioned FSH or LH, which is what I assumed I was being tested for. He said one was slightly high, but still considered normal, but as a total control freak someone who likes to have all the detail, this is annoying me greatly
. Same for the SA, we?ve just been told they are ?fine?.
Ladygee I have to confess the mantra isn?t really mine, I?ve read it on here somewhere before, but it really helps me actually. Yes sometimes I get jealous, but luckily I still just about hold on to enough rational thought to realise that the pregnant lady standing in front of me has absolutely no idea what I?m going through, and didn?t get pregnant to spite me, despite the fact I guess we all feel that way sometimes
. In answer to your question, nobody knows that we are TTC. I told my sister just after we started, but because she lives abroad it?s never talked about. I?ve not told anyone else, I just couldn?t bear the questions/sympathetic glances when you order a large glass of red in a restaurant. I have a feeling my Mum might know/have guessed though. She tidied up our bedroom one time when she was house-sitting for a few days, and the SA kit was lying on the bedroom floor. OH is sure it was moved when we got back. The thought makes me cringe. When my Sis in law was pregnant, they told us and their parents at about 7 weeks. I find this odd, not for the obvious reasons of being scared of something going wrong. But I?m 37, and have spent my whole life making it clear to all and sundry that I don?t want kids. To be fair, this was true for about 34 and a half of those years; but I am going to find it so strange if the time ever bloody comes to actually tell people.
I really laughed at your AIBU thread suggestion skelly
. I will definitely do that if or when I ever have a real-actual baby, even if said event never happens. OK that might be slightly troll-behaviour, but it would be fun to see the thread develop
. I have to say I used to be rubbish at studying, but my most recent set of exams were my professional post-uni quals, and I was pretty good by that point. I think what helped the most was just getting started right at the beginning, so not feeling left behind and overwhelmed before you have even started. That gave me confidence in lectures etc too; and before I knew it I was sailing through. That probably sounds horribly smug, but despite being some of the hardest exams you can do, I also found them the ?easiest?, in terms of feeling 100% prepared. It was much nicer than the horrendous 2am pro-plus fuelled cramming sessions I did whilst at Uni.
I feel strangely ok about another BFD pout. I have been keeping very busy which helps, and I have a crazy daft hobby that I love, but that wouldn?t be compatible with pregnancy. So I?ve been getting right back into that with a vengeance, and now a very very microscopic part of me would be disappointed with a BFP at the moment ? which is a bit of a strange feeling I know! That said, I was in a right grump last night and OH got it in the neck for no real reason. And this makes me a bit evil I realise, but I giggled at the image of you crying over the wheelie bin looking for your prescription. My wheelie bin stinks so badly there is no earthly way I?d be looking for it, that would be like a deathwish. Kudos to you
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