Something weird has happened. I’ve been keeping a secret… from my own blog! There is something fundamentally wrong with that. So I’ve decided I’m spilling the beans. The reason I’ve kept quiet so far is because I now know I have a couple of ‘real life’ readers and I don’t want this getting out in real life for now. So if you know me for real… pretend like you never read this. Seriously, PLEASE. Someone by the initials of CBT who is smack bang in the middle of my group of best friends, I am especially looking at you 😉 if you don’t want to keep a secret from the rest of them, just skip this entry ok? (Haha yeah right, like you would do that now!)
Right so now I’ve hyped it up to the extreme, what is to follow will probably be a huge anticlimax. Some of you may have guessed it already. David and I have decided we’re ‘not not trying’ for baby number two! I took my last pill three weeks ago so as of now, anything could happen (or could have happened already!). We’re not on any kind of ‘schedule’ here (is there such a thing when trying to conceive?), we’re just following the same approach as we did with Oliver – carry on as normal and see what happens! We’re looking at a minimum age gap of two years now (unless I’m pregnant already which is unlikely!) which I think is a nice gap… not too big, not too small (for us).
Soooooo…. let the excitement and manic symptom spotting (yes I’m one of those!!) begin!
Haha bet I tricked you all with this photo! These are my very first EVER positive pregnancy tests from 2010. This little one would have been due 26th July 2011… just 2 months before Oliver was born.