Strange times at the moment.
We've come and gone through the optimum time of the month, making the most of every opportunity, and while we will continue to do so as long as we can, we both know that if we are to be successful this month, that it already would have begin.
This I find entirely bizarre, the possibility that we 'could' be pregnant and yet we are over a week from even being able to speculate.
Right now I envy those guys who's partners just blind sight them with a declaration of 8 week pregnancy.
I am not a patient person by any stretch of the imagination, so needless to say, waiting for something that may not even happen is spinning my little brain around my head like a lone thong in a tumble drier.
At least we have a distraction coming in the next few days, we get the keys to our new home on Monday, followed by a week of taking furniture deliveries, packing & preparing before we move lock stock on Saturday.
Then it's just a matter of waiting until the following Tuesday....
EDIT: P.S. My God this post is mind numbingly boring, I do apologise, but all I've been up to is trying to make the bloody thing and we'll, I think that's an image that's better left to all our imaginations....