I have to listen to endless tales of my sisters two children ( very close in age and easily conceived in her 40s) which is lovely of course but when I am feeling low just breaks my heart that DS won't get to experience a sibling/friend).
I think I need to accept that once upon a time I considered my Mum my best friend but she isn't anymore. All she wants to do is tell me things, never listen, and if I dare to talk about TTC she just shuts me down by saying that various psychics say it will happen, so therefore I have to believe and just wait.
We have a farcical conversation once where I said each month I get my hopes up and then feel totally devastated when AF shows. She said I was silly to get my hopes up and I should just be putting it to the back of my mind and getting on with stuff. Another 100 years passed and I said something along the lines of, there is no hope anymore, every month I just assume AF will appear, and got berated for having lost hope and having a negative attitude, apparently I wasn't allowing it to happen, I just needed to be more positive!
It's head fuck city all round really.
OH has gone away overnight on a business trip so it's just me and the boy. Checked FF this morn and can't believe I am 6/7 dpo!! This cycle is rushing past. I have one hpt in the drawer but I don't want to use it as a BFN on Christmas Day will be heart breaking.
One positive thing is OH and I have managed to DTD throughout the cycle so far, not ceasing after OV like usual, and it's definitely been much better and brought us together. Only prob is last night I fancied a long leisurely not trying for a baby shag and instead got a quickie. Was not happy lol whereas usually I'm just over the moon we have had well timed sex.
Anyone remember their non-TTC sex life? Mine seems a very long time ago.