I really thought we’d managed this time. I really thought we’d finally managed to make a baby.
I mean, I still won’t be convinced until I have a proper period, which doesn’t seem to have happened yet this month.
I’m a week late.
I was sure I was pregnant.
I’d convinced myself I was.
All yesterday, in particular, I felt awful.
I felt nauseous all day and almost ruined my poor mum’s trip to Harrogate with me. I ended up having to drive us home early but I felt hopeful, because I’d convinced myself I was pregnant, so the sickness and feeling like shit was worth it.
I’ve felt like crap again today, came home and took the 3rd pregnancy test in a week.
I just don’t know how much longer I can take this.
I feel like Mr Mad doesn’t fully understand either.
I’m sure he’d say he’s trying to understand.
But can men really ever understand?
It’s awful being a woman and not being able to do the one thing you are meant to do.
I feel like I’m losing all hope.
I’m really trying to be positive. I’ve adjusted my lifestyle. I’m off all medication, I’m exercising regularly, following a strict, clean and healthy diet and limiting my alcohol intake.
I’m taking folic acid, vitamin c, vitamin d.
I’m getting at least 8 hours sleep a night and I’m trying to minimise stress in my life.
I’m following every bit of advice I possibly can…. so WHY AM I NOT PREGNANT?!!!!
This happens by accident for so many people and yet it doesn’t seem to be happening for me on purpose.
I don’t feel like blogging anymore as I feel like I’m just being a massive whinger and there’s no need for people to have to read it and deal with it!
So yeah… in case any of you were wondering where I’d been and what’s been happening…. here’s the update in a nutshell…
I’m still not pregnant!