That's great news @kinsters! Weird about the temps depending on which way you go. There must be a very good reason behind it though.
No, none of this is fair and I feel like a spoilt brat.
To be honest, I don't feel like I can contribute much to this thread lately. I've lost all my enthusiasm and generally feel really low. I feel all of you are always having to 'lift me up' on this thread and I've never got anything happy to talk about.
I know I keep banging on about 'the past three years' but it has been such a long time to wait. I should be over the moon that DP is on board (if you can even call it that) with TTC, but I have to wait such a long time to ovulate and then I can't even get my hopes up that DP will be in the mood when I need him to be. We basically spend the first several weeks of my cycle shagging like rabbits, then ovulation comes and he's suddenly not in the mood - and he has no idea I am ovulating as I don't tell him because #pressure so it's not like he is deliberately sabotaging this.
What makes me feel like an even worse person is, and this is going to sounds completely irrational, selfish, spoilt, and unhinged (I am all of those things since all this began) and I am completely over the moon for all of you lovely pregnant ones, and I couldn't wish it to happen to more deserving people, but I am really struggling with it. I do wonder if I should slink away as this is absolutely the place where you should be sharing your happy news, and I feel I bring the happy news down.
I can't breath a word about TTC with DP as it will undoubtedly make him angry/feel pressured. I've got to pretend constantly that I am happy when I am deeply miserable that 3 years later we are not much closer to holding our baby
I'd like to think I am feeling like this because it's "That time of the month" (Ha! If only it was just a month.. ) But I am like this almost the whole time, except when I am approaching ovulation, then I am miserable again afterwards because I know we never stand a chance.
I'm thinking I might go against all my previous shitty experience of counselling and try again - though I don't know how 'talking' can bring me a baby
. I'd go to my life coach but I feel like he has already given me so much of his time, and I feel cheeky for asking for more given it is free for me and I can't afford to pay him.
Anyway, there I go again. Miserable old Frazzle! I hate what this has done to me and I hate that I lumber you all with my brain shit but I have nowhere else to go anymore and now I think I should probably bugger off from here too. I'm sorry I'm such a miserable attention seeking twat xx