I think we blew it

Well, we did it!
But the Thursday/Friday fuss may all have been for naught, as I think we missed our boat. We went for Thursday in the end, and could have done it again on Friday, except by then it all the signs seemed to point to my having ovulated on Wednesday. *sigh*

My chart has been all over the shop this month – the hot weather and bad sleeping patterns didn’t help, but I’d put it mostly down to being overexcited (and scared). So this time, it’s over before it’s begun. But there were plenty of positives:-

1. We had a scream practising beforehand! Lord alone knows what the neighbours thought, but we certainly had a laugh! I drew the line at practising with yogurt though, despite what the books said!

2. The event itself worked out smoothly, despite tricky logistics. Our KD and his wife were disarmingly practical about the whole thing and it was much easier and less awkward than I’d imagined.

3. Neither of us freaked out about the goods (though we did manage to find something to row about beforehand – seems trivial now, but we were half expecting it I think, and were able to move past it. Perhaps it was just a necessary part of the process for us?)

4. I’ve been treated by a princess by the wonderful, beaufiful and supportive Jay. If this is what being pregnant is going to be like, bring it on – I could so get used to this!!

5. Knowing that we’ve more than likely mis-timed this one doesn’t feel so bad. I’m thinking of it as a dry run (well, not so dry, but you know what I mean.) Although I mean to go through this TWW as carefully as if I thought there might be a chance I was pregnant, knowing it’s extremely unlikely has, thus far at least, liberated me from the worm of hope.
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