Welcome sfmomlondon. I know what you mean about feeling sure you are pregnant. Perhaps you tested too early and a positive will show up soon. As for the miscarriages, I am sorry for your loss. I know too well how it feels. At least you seem to be getting pregnant quite easily.
Calibee, sorry to hear that your cycle isn't behaving, and it is shocking that you have to pay for the move. I just can't believe that the army doesn't pay for that. It's disgraceful.
Tina, I am so happy for you. And I love the names you picked. I am sure you are exhausted but over the moon. Congratulations.
Jbrd, I cried when I read your words. Thankyou
I am not feeling great about this ttc business. I think it can wear you down when you are into another 2ww, and I have been doing this for far too long - since my DS was about 10 months old, now he's 2 months shy of his 5th birthday. I honestly believed if I was determined enough I would get there eventually. It doesn't help when you have a partner who is not involved, nor supportive of ttc.
I guess all the odds are against me, and that is hard. I should probably take a break from it. And I intend to next cycle because of our holiday, but when you are 46 and your AMH is almost untraceable (extremely low egg reserve) it feels like I have to give every single month a go lest it be the golden egg.
I try not to think about it all the time, and from an outsider's point of view (my DH included) my life is great and I am happy and doing fine. I just want to complete my family, and to me that means having one last child. It seems the Universe may have other plans for me. I reassure myself that if/when I do get pregnant with a THB it will be the "perfect" time. But what I find difficult to reassure myself of is that if I don't have my last child (whom I feel is missing from my family) will I always miss them?
It is times like these that I wish I had a time machine, I'd go back and see myself at 35 and have a good talk about aging eggs, miscarriages and broken hearts...
However, on a brighter note, I had a lovely swim last night, though I couldn't manage my usual 40 laps, I just felt too tired. I think those progesterone tablets may have been making me feel knackered the last few days, or perhaps it is my own progesterone.
Onwards and upwards, not much else I can do. Must get the scones out of the oven. No bread today so DS is having scones for his packed lunch
