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What I’m thinking/feeling today…

This is what I’m thinking today;

I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant – I want to be pregnant!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can anyone relate to that? I think so.

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I’m really feeling rather good – should I be concerned?

I have to say that this alcohol-free lifestyle is truly working for me, my skin looks better and my head seems more organised (I have a tendency towards paranoia when going through hangovers, no fun). I have joined Weight Watchers and am ‘in the zone’ for some serious weight loss, first weigh-in tomorrow and I’ve been really good all week. I’ve been reading a meditation book (slowly admittedly) and have been impressed with how much the penny has been dropping in regards to my outlook on life. I have resisted the charms of Mr Google and asking Him about the latest fertility news, or how fertile I am now I’ve been pregnant, or whether a Tuesday is a good day to have baby-making-sex…you get the idea. I am even showing more confidence at work and am enjoying handling difficult situations that used to reduce me to a dribbling wreck. My hubby and I are an annoyingly happy loved up couple, I just can’t get enough of him! I see a Counsellor and this is going incredibly well and I do feel like I’m dealing with some ‘life shite’ that should have been addressed years ago. So, all in all, I am in a good place. I should be relaxed and happy. Nothing to worry about.

But that is exactly why I have this nagging voice saying “you know it won’t last” and “something bad is round the corner”. My Counsellor has said that this is a form of self-protection and that my mind is just preparing me for the worst, as normally….that’s what happens to me. I also, however, have such a low opinion of myself (thanks to my upbringing) that I truly don’t believe that I deserve anything nice to happen to me; that it’s my lot in life to cope with the bad when it turns up. So I’m supposed to work on this, to stop saying negative phrases and turn them around. So these are a couple of the phrases that I am telling myself constantly, and also the doubts that are still hanging on (for now);

I am fertile (was that my one and only chance at a pregnancy with my hubby?)

I am healthy (yeah, but not as healthy as I should be)

Each pregnancy is a new one, a miscarriage will not happen just because of the two previous ones (really? I’m still nearly 40, my eggs are still rubbish apparently so my chances are still high for a miscarriage) 

I am also trying to work out how you are supposed to ‘stop thinking about getting pregnant’ as I know that therein lies the solution. How?! I feel like a dog when it tries to bite its own tail. It sneaks up on it as if the tail were a separate entity, but we all can see what’s going on and find it hilarious to watch. This is how I see my dilemma, I can’t truly stop thinking about something so that (hopefully) something else will happen … because …. I’m me … and I know what I’m doing. Haha, it’s quite funny really.

So I continue to feel good, to behave well and to learn healthy life lessons and my journey continues. Maybe my negative voices are normal and will diminish over time. Or maybe I’m due a break-down? Oh heck…I’m off again…. 🙂

An infertile limerick for your amusement

I made this up I did 🙂

An infertile young woman from Crewe,
was too scared to go to the loo.
“I’m going out of my mind!
I don’t know what I’ll find!
I’m not sure what my uterus will do!”

I may not be an expert poet but I hope this will raise a snigger from those who can relate to it.