The situation: we’ve been trying since September 2019 and so far nothing. At the beginning I was very relaxed and just had fun (mind you, I’m still having fun), but when it didn’t work after a few months I started using opk’s.

After two months of more nothing I got a thermometer and started tracking my bbt. After a few months of that I thought “screw all this testing” and we just had sex whenever we felt like it (which we have done before) but this kind of took the edge off. It’s been three months since I stopped tracking and today, for the first time ever, I took a pregnancy test at 10dpo against all my convictions and beliefs since I think that I shouldn’t take a test unless I’m late.

Anyway, nothing. I know it’s not too late but I was disappointed. Last night my boyfriend told be how 3 of his work colleagues were going to be dads, one of them had struggled for close to five years. When I got emotional he said that I should relax and that if it hadn’t happened yet it was because it was not our time yet. Bullshit. Currently downing a bottle of white wine with some delicious spaghetti I made 🤪🖕🏻