Exactly what it says on the tin. We haven't managed to conceive this month either. For now, not a whole lot to add to that.
EDIT; 11-07-2007 11:02am
Yesterdays test was negative, but Little Mama's monthly visitor (don't you just cringe at these terms ?) has still made no appearance. Its now a full day late, and that's never happened in the 9 years I've known her.
A glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel or just prolonging the agony, I'm buggered if I know any more.
Tuesday, 10 July 2007
Monday, 9 July 2007
Twenty-Four
No, not the hit TV show that my sister oozes about but I've never gotten around to watching, but rather the number of hours within which everything could change, forever.
I don't mean ford focus V toyota avensis change, but real life, grown up, everything going arse over tit change.
Little Mama is 'due' tomorrow, religiously for the 9 years I've known her, she has symptoms for 1 to 2 days before hand. So far, nothing.
Is this a good or a bad thing ?
The eager beaver within me wants to take it as a positive sign, while the steady eddie in me wants to put it down to stress of trying to conceive and moving to a new home. (Incidentally, a really odd symptom of stress in Little Mama is that her lips get fuller, redder and tender, before falling away to a flakey dry, facinating, I know).
The past few days with the move and all the usual drama of what comes with that, washing machines that refuse to go up three flights of stairs, severing through my own telephone connection etc etc, have kept me pretty preoccupied but now, faced with the (sur)real prospect of what could unfold in the coming hours, days, weeks, months, (f*&% !) years ! I'm beginning to get wee butterflies in my stomach...
Time will tell....
I don't mean ford focus V toyota avensis change, but real life, grown up, everything going arse over tit change.
Little Mama is 'due' tomorrow, religiously for the 9 years I've known her, she has symptoms for 1 to 2 days before hand. So far, nothing.
Is this a good or a bad thing ?
The eager beaver within me wants to take it as a positive sign, while the steady eddie in me wants to put it down to stress of trying to conceive and moving to a new home. (Incidentally, a really odd symptom of stress in Little Mama is that her lips get fuller, redder and tender, before falling away to a flakey dry, facinating, I know).
The past few days with the move and all the usual drama of what comes with that, washing machines that refuse to go up three flights of stairs, severing through my own telephone connection etc etc, have kept me pretty preoccupied but now, faced with the (sur)real prospect of what could unfold in the coming hours, days, weeks, months, (f*&% !) years ! I'm beginning to get wee butterflies in my stomach...
Time will tell....
Tuesday, 3 July 2007
Public Service Announcement
Tomorrow, July 4th (Oh, Happy Independence Day to all USAers !), I will disappear !
Due to the subtleties of moving house here in the Netherlands, I will have no phone or broadband from tomorrow. Until when, I've haven't got the foggiest notion, but theres a rumour it could be just for 24 hours.....
Having just written that I'm now wondering who will actually give a toss if I don't semi publicly expose myself to the world wide web for a few days. It's amazing the sense of inflated self importance a blog can give you !
The good news is that next time I do get to ramble here it'll be a lot closer to when we'll know if we've managed to pull off the big one...conception...!
Now, go on, shoo, get outta my yard...
Due to the subtleties of moving house here in the Netherlands, I will have no phone or broadband from tomorrow. Until when, I've haven't got the foggiest notion, but theres a rumour it could be just for 24 hours.....
Having just written that I'm now wondering who will actually give a toss if I don't semi publicly expose myself to the world wide web for a few days. It's amazing the sense of inflated self importance a blog can give you !
The good news is that next time I do get to ramble here it'll be a lot closer to when we'll know if we've managed to pull off the big one...conception...!
Now, go on, shoo, get outta my yard...
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