...then try, try again!
And we have been. I know that it's daft to hope that you'll get pregnant in your first month, but it's hard to be rational about this TTC stuff. After all, we women spend large swathes of our twenties and early thirties trying to suppress our fertility, and believing that one 'accident' is all it could take. Then suddenly your world goes topsy turvy and you're actively trying to get pregnant. You sit down with a calendar and try to predict your fertile days. You start thinking about icky things like the consistency of your cervical mucus. Eeeew. You agonise about how much sex to have - every other day? every day? every three days? You wonder about ovulation predictor kits, and taking your basal temperature, and then you convince yourself that you won't worry about that malarkey just yet. You read books about getting pregnant and websites about getting pregnant, and you watch all the pregnancy related TV you can find (including the wonderful One Born Every Minute on Channel 4 in the UK). You realise that you're just a little deranged!
As I've already said, I'm 36, so I'm no spring chicken! Lots of my friends, who are the same sort of age as me or just a little older, have had kids in the last 18 months. I'm happy and excited for them, and jealous as hell! I want to be in that club. Different people have had very different conception experiences. One friend spent almost two years trying to conceive, and worried that she was infertile (she now has a gorgeous 16 month old son and another on the way - the second time was much easier, and number two is due any day). Another conceived the very first month of trying, and yet another on the second month. Oh how I wish to be in that group...
The first month of trying came and went, and along came my period. Grrrr. Oh well, it's only about a 25% chance that month.
The second month also came and went, and along came my period again (just a few days ago). So, we're about to go into month three. If I'm honest, last month wouldn't have been the best month to get pregnant, since I caught a nasty bug which sent my sugars a bit haywire for about 10 days. My meter averages went up from 6.5 mmol/l for the past 7 days to more like 8.5 mmol/l. I'm now back on the downward curve, and have settled at about 7.5. Now, six months ago that would have seemed impossibly good, but things have changed, and whilst these aren't disastrous levels, they did give me pause for thought.
So... onto month three. Here we go again. Back on the stringent diet wagon (after a little lapse when my period came - which just happened to co-incide with a short holiday in Copenhagen and the availability of some very good ice cream!) Back on the counting of days and the having lots of sex (yes, there are compensations to this - S, if you're reading, I love you so much!) , and back to being just slightly bonkers about the whole getting pregnant thing (sorry lovely husband)!
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