my rant has two elements to it.
having an evil period after spotting for 9 days sucks. it feels like i never get time to catch my breath. AF for 6 days, trying to get over another failed cycle. BD for a week and a bit and feeling the hope and excitement that this might be the month. Then the 2WW symptoms spotting and trying to keep my emotions level, hoping, dreaming, praying, planning. then it all falls apart again so quickly, the moment that temp goes down I have to accept that it's over.
and lapping, oh i'm so glad i've found a word for it now, i know this is going to happen with my two closest friends. i got an email this week from a colleague to say she's pg, i don't know her story but does it make me a bad person to wish it was me announcing our pregnancy.