Sam and I don't really do Valentines day. We never have. There are card exchanges, usually (this year Sam gave me a Christmas card he found in the drawer...and they say romance is dead?!) but not flowers, teddy bears or over-priced restaurants. I'm fine with that, I definitely am a romantic, but I appreciate everything… Continue reading A dedication to Sam
This is an extremely overdue post. Christmas has come and gone and we are already approaching mid-February. I haven't blogged as I have tried to switch off for a while from the trying to conceive journey. It's not that I haven't been thinking about it, I don't think its something I can ever not at… Continue reading The last 74 days
I've been on a girly holiday for the last week. Cocktails and bad food galore. Now I'm back to 'old clothes and porridge' as my Granny would say and have tried to compensate for all the badness by eating a salad tonight. I'm on the second week of taking the pill, taking it mostly at… Continue reading Old Clothes and Porridge
I woke up this morning to the ever wonderful experience of getting my period. I was in an extremely nippy mood last night and tossed and turned all night so I should have expected it. Sam couldn't do anything right last night, I demanded cuddles (only cuddles, nothing naughty!) and then got too hot and… Continue reading Super bitch
Today, Sam went for his sperm analysis. He insisted to the Receptionist when he made the appointment that he would 'do the deed' at home and bring it to clinic within the hour as advised. However, he informed me he didn't want to do it at home and then feel rushed to get it there… Continue reading Time to buff the banana
On a Tuesday afternoon exactly one week since my trip to the ObGyn I received a call. As soon as my phone rang and I saw who was calling I had a completely sick feeling in my stomach. I had been told to expect my results online so there was only one reason they were… Continue reading The highest result I’ve ever seen!
Living in the US has meant entering the murky waters of health insurance. Having been brought up with a National Health Service (NHS), I didn't even know how much it cost to go to the Doctor. We have health insurance, but up until this point I hadn't even used it. Ladies of the UK, the NHS is… Continue reading A trip to the ObGyn