Rivetkitten
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I think all relationships go through some kind of problems through TTCing at some point. This is really our last month of TTCing before we move. From here it will be several months before we can try to TTC properly again and while I am lucky enough to know my cycle and when I ovulate, I don't think I am going to be able to DTD at the right times to be able to pull off a pregnancy.
I got a +ve OPK yesterday. DH had promised faithfully we would last night as we haven't all week as he has been too tired/stressed/in pain < insert your adjective > and at 10pm he was asleep on the sofa. I was so upset. That I went to bed. When he came into the bedroom later, complaining I'd left him there...I put him straight..
He tells me I'm always grumpy and obsessing over the whole TTCing thing. It's so incredibly unfair to have him place this upon me after all this time and you feel so abjectly alone.
To top it off, we'd spent the morning rummaging through the garage sorting through baby clothes for his pregnant sister. I wasn't going to allow her to have the tiny little outfits that had once belonged to my sister. Those were special and mine... but it was heartbreaking to part with these items that were meant for MY baby....not hers. All I wanted from him was a hug. He chose to go mess around under the bonnet of the car. So our final month of TTCing has failed.
I got a +ve OPK yesterday. DH had promised faithfully we would last night as we haven't all week as he has been too tired/stressed/in pain < insert your adjective > and at 10pm he was asleep on the sofa. I was so upset. That I went to bed. When he came into the bedroom later, complaining I'd left him there...I put him straight..
He tells me I'm always grumpy and obsessing over the whole TTCing thing. It's so incredibly unfair to have him place this upon me after all this time and you feel so abjectly alone.
To top it off, we'd spent the morning rummaging through the garage sorting through baby clothes for his pregnant sister. I wasn't going to allow her to have the tiny little outfits that had once belonged to my sister. Those were special and mine... but it was heartbreaking to part with these items that were meant for MY baby....not hers. All I wanted from him was a hug. He chose to go mess around under the bonnet of the car. So our final month of TTCing has failed.