“No ticket for you, my girl” – or - “Never trust a smiling cat”

Well, it makes a change from “not bloody pregnant again this month. Bugger.”

I so nearly dared to say in yesterday’s post that I was feeling positive about a positive this month. There is certainly no doubt that we were TTC at the right time etc etc. I had my surefire symptom of going off tea. For a whole day and a half I just couldn’t drink tea – it tasted disgusting, which really is the only consistent symptom I have ever had for any pregnancy, bizarre as it sounds. But the pee-stick wasn’t having any of it, and my temperature took a drop this morning.

I am so disappointed. R was lovely, and said “never mind, I still believe it will happen. Don’t give up”. But it didn’t quite sound sincere to me. I wanted just to get back in bed and stay there, but I had a presentation to do at 8.30 this morning, so a duvet day really wasn’t an option.

Sometimes another month just seems like an eternity.