I'm well past the excited stage, not quite at the worried stage - firmly in the fucked off stage. Anyone else?
I'm luckier than many - I have a lovely 2.5 yr old DC, who was conceived v easily, the only apparent difference being that I am now officially in my late rather than mid thirties. But six months in I am fed up with keeping track of cycles, pissing on things and making time for shagging when I'd rather be asleep. I could really just do with being pregnant just once more so I can have just one more baby and never have to think about it ever again. Come on, universe. Sort it out.