Ahhh i promised my husband that I wouldn't get my hopes up too early this time round (TTC #2).

I was a blooming nightmare when we tried for my son and cried my eyes out every month and suffered crippling anxiety throughout my pregnancy.

I swore I wouldn't get my hopes up so high this time to set my mental health up correct for the time it takes trying and also pregnancy. I wanted to take the attitude of it will happen when it happens and not stress about fertile days, ovulation symptoms, getting ahead of myself and imagining that positive before I actually see it with my own 2 eyes but...

Here I am doing everything I promised i wouldn't and I feel I am setting myself up for heartbreak again 🤦‍♀️ but I can't stop myself.