They're 9 and 7, with us half the time, in and out like our house is a train station. Nothing I can do about the schedule unfortunately. The main prob is that DH is much more prone to do as his ex demands, in an effort to minimize agita from her, than he is to put my needs/demands first. He knows she takes things nuclear, whereas I'll stew about something for a few days and then drop it. He truly thinks it's just a matter of time before I'm pg, and so rescheduling an appt, to him, would be the logical thing to do. To me, I'm terrified that there's something badly wrong, and the sooner we find out, the sooner I can stop having mini breakdowns every month.
I know he wants babies with me, but the laidback "it'll all work out" attitude is sometimes so very irksome. I'm sure every person with a fatal illness was at some point told "you'll be OK"; to be relentlessly optimistic about it all just seems kind of immature, to me, and in turn makes me more negative than I'd otherwise be. At the end of the day, he's seen that things actually did "work out," bc his first wife went through the same delays. For me, I've never even had a pregnancy scare, so it's harder to trust that it will happen, since I have no history to fall back on. I don't resent my SKs per se; I resent the awkwardness of their mom and the stress that brings me from all sides, but I will admit that lately I've skipped buying them things I might've done a year ago, bc now I'm thinking my money might wind up having to go towards IVF, since their existence blocks me from having it on the NHS. Not their fault, but a fact I have to live with nonetheless.
It's tough. But yes I do have some good personal support, both here and back home, and usually DH is extremely supportive - but this past week he's dropped the ball big time. There's no way in hell I would've rescheduled that appt just to avoid inconveniencing my SKs mum. I can't actually grasp that he would've wanted me to; it just seems too bizarre.