(Welcome to my official wallow...)
Every cycle, I'm perfectly fine and rational during the first part of the 2WW, then start to become more and more convinced I'm PG as I move towards the end. I had such bad exhaustion and fatigue yesterday (and had to spend the day up a ladder in the middle of a busy shopping street -not ideal!)- spent ages reading up about PG symptoms- was convinced it was a clear sign- for God's sake, I suffer from pre menstrual fatigue quite regularly. And the bubbly, burrowy sensations are still there- and AF's come on properly now. They've probably always been there- I've just never noticed them before. FFS.
I just can't accept that it's this difficult this time around. 18 months ago I got pregnant so flukily, despite using a condom, and had a termination because I'd only been with DP a few months and was so convinced that I was effortlessly fertile. So part of me thinks that I deserve this.
DP has finally got his official sperm appt. on the 21st (which could well be bang in the middle of my next fertile period, and he has to abstain for 2 days in advance
), and part of me really hopes they find a problem with him. Because it's so easy (and cheap, AFAIK) to use donor sperm. As opposed to donor eggs, or IVF. God, that sounds a bit mean, doesn't it?
I've been thinking about adoption again today.It sounds really tempting- but my big barrier would be not whether adoption is right for us- but whether I'm right for adoption. To be honest, I am frequently such a grumpy, shouty cow with DS, I genuinely wonder whether I could be nice and attentive enough to a child with real problems?
(pulls duvet of doom over head).