Thanks Sweetkitty for your message earlier.
It's turning out to be quite a year!
We got flooded on the 30th December but lived in the house until the beginning of March. It was only when they took up the floorboards we realised the water level was literally just underneath... The house is unrecognisable now having been practically rebuilt. We've been living in a static caravan since (still in it tonight!).
While that was going on DH was diagnosed for the first time this year at the beginning of May with stomach cancer (he had it before I knew him 5 years ago too). All went ok treatment wise and then he got the all clear in August. I got pg after ttc since April and thought our luck had changed for the better... however it turns out that three days before I lost our bean DH found out the cancer was back but didn't want to worry me. Bless.
He's had more treatment today but has gone backwards slightly from last week. Chemo is on the cards if this doesn't work soon.
The poor fella is currently zonked out fast asleep, so even thinking about bd'ing is off until early next week when he starts to feel better again. Then it all starts again next Thursday!
Aaaaaarrrggghhh!!!
Sorry girls, I didn't mean to be depressing. It's been a weird day. I cried at market again today. Someone came to the back of our stall with a little one in a pushchair, and jokingly made to run off and leave me with it to mind, but he didn't know I had been pg and had an mc, so it wasn't his fault. I held it together until he left.
I'm not saying I have any more worries than anyone else. I just don't know which way to turn at the moment and feel like I'm in over my head with it all (does that make sense?)
Maybe moving back into the house over the next few days will clear my mind! (cue manic laughter! )