You hear all the time about people conceiving after years of trying - I'm amazed!! How do they manage to have enough sex every month to make it possible?!
Unfortunately, sex is a bit of an issue in this house: I want it, he generally doesn't... it's been pretty hard to get used to that; I've been lucky enough in previous relationships to have well matched libido's, and when I haven't been in a relationship I've always had plenty of willing helpers. In the last 2 years with DOH I can remember perhaps two occasions when he's initiated sex. It was really a big deal for a while at the start with me feeling unwanted & frustrated, but I'd come to terms with it and built up an adequate selection of erotic novels which I enjoyed once he'd gone to work. Sadly, erotic novels can't impregnate you!!
Approaching, once again, Ovulation Day, it's damn hard work trying to convince him that we need to be doing it AT LEAST every third day (preferably every other day!)
Still... I'm now inside that precious little window where it's a possibility - I had to wait until he was sleeping last night and then convince him very gently (it wasn't rape, no matter what he says!!!). I'm hoping that a few pints (for him) on Friday night will make my job a little easier...Sunday could be a harder job as we'll be helping a friend care for his 3 week old child on his first day of 'custody' and I suspect that might give DOH second thoughts about the whole thing!!
I wonder how many other wanna be mums have spent all morning in bed lying with their bum up on a pillow, praying for that little seed to take root
Of course it's been my prevailing thought most of the time for the last 6 months, but even more so after having spent Tuesday afternoon helping to care for my lovely new 6 week old cousin - it's just so incredible to hold this whole new person in your arms and watch him grow. His mother, my aunt, knows that I'm trying, and was laughing, warning me about the morning sickness, the exhaustion... I think she, like a lot of people, wanted their babies desperately but would happily have had them delivered by a stork! On the other hand, I can't wait to be pregnant... I adore the idea of feeling that first flutterings inside me, I can't wait to see my belly stretch and grow (not so sure about my boobs.... if I gain the average of 2 cup sizes that would make me 34G!!!), believe it or not I'm even looking forward to the constant nausea I expect to be accompanied by for the first 12 weeks (although I'm sure i'll tire of it pretty quickly!)
But what can I do... hope and pray
Oh, and of course, lie still for 14 hours afterwards with my bum on a pillow!!!
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Oh how I know the feeling of being the only one in the house whose feeling a little frisky. As you say, if you want a baby, you actually have to do the do fairly regularly. Combine that with the fact that certain people don't like man juice at the best of times, and having man juice dribbling all over the place from certain orifices is apparently almost enough to put them off the process altogether. It all makes it a bit of an uphill battle. It really sounds like it's anybody's race at the moment !!!! LOL
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