It's probably my own fault. Everyone who knows me knows I haven't been preventing babies since trying to have one with Girl. Ideally I wanted twins, but when that didn't pan out I decided to go for two as close together as possible. Well... here we are, Girl is one and a half and no siblings. Not even a glimmer. Apparently I'm one of those people for whom nursing is a foolproof contraceptive, even though Girl slept 12 hours at a time and only ate twice a day (let me clarify, she did eat solids the rest of the time. I wasn't starving her).
*Sigh*
Of course... the moment I wear anything with an empire waist, or feel a bit ill, or just glow a little too much, the eyebrows go up and the whispers start. Trust me, I'm with you. Every time my chest aches, or I'm feeling a little under the weather, I wonder too. Unfortunately the ease at which I was able to read my body disappeared when I got pregnant the first time. In the good old days, I could tell when I ovulated, and was pretty darn sure I was pregnant before taking a test. Now? Not so much. It's annoying. I've been burping and nauseous for 3 months straight, but does it bother me?
Of course.
I guess I'll just keep trying. Husband had better get his game face on.
Your story sounds a lot like ours.. we single handedly supported the pregnancy test business for 17 months after Cooper..
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