Name changing regular here:
Dh and I were quite old when it came to ttc our second child and as I didn't fall pregnant at the drop of a hat first time, we charted ovulation etc quite carefully. I really wanted to actually have my second baby while I was still 40, rather than in my early 40s. But despite careful planning and a lot of effort, nothing happened for 6 months. And then, with impeccable timing, it so transpired that my last chance to conceive and have a baby before turning 41 was over Christmas, which would mean dtd at in-laws house as we were going there for Christmas.
Now in-laws live in a miniscule 2 bedroom cottage, with the beds literally next to each other and a thin wall between them. And we had our toddler in the room with us in a travel cot, so no way was I going to dtd "live" as it were.
So I bought a turkey baster from Debenhams (it was Christmas remember) and dh provided me with a sample, once on Christmas Eve morning and once on Boxing Day morning, and I did the rest by myself in inlaws downstairs bathroom.
Our child was born the following September, 10 days before my 41st birthday
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The weird thing is that I just "knew" it was going to work as I queued at the till to pay for that turkey baster.
I once told this story on Mumsnet and a well-known poster described me as a "shitty troll", charming.