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Fools

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I rang my mum. No answer.
I rang my dad. No answer.
I rang the house phone. No answer.

I text.

I have something important to tell you..

We’re in now

1 missed call

Erm, once I work out who the father is I’ll ring you back. I’ve narrowed it down to five

Lol. Yes it 2nd thought. X

Incoming Call

Hello
pause
Hi… What’s this important news then?
I text you it
What you’re pregnant?!
Yes
Are you joking?
No
*panicking* Oh my… oh my. Oh no. Oh oh my. What are you going to do?
Keep it
Oh God.
Just don’t tell Mr MM
Oh geez… Wait a minute. It’s 5 minutes to 12… and April 1st…
April Fools!
You sod! I just said to your Dad it can’t be that surely, you’re more sensible than your sister
Lol. What was the text about?
First thought was you were engaged, second was pregnant

My mum has always reacted like this to me telling her I’m pregnant. In my house, if you were sick, she wouldn’t offer to hold your hair back or get you a hot water bottle, first question would be ‘Are you pregnant?’. I don’t know why suddenly she think’s I’m more sensible than that!
She will get the shock of her life one day it will be true.

What April fools day jokes have you pulled today?

Contraception Fail

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Someone has got it in for me this month.

I know I said I would leave it down to fate, but this is taking the piss.

To recap how much I’m failing this month:

Took 3 pills at once and threw up. That’s protection gone.

Had sex, took morning after pill. Didn’t throw it up.

Had sex, used pull out method. Only Mr Married Man didn’t pull out. Can’t take morning after pill twice in a month.

Took pills properly for 7 days, protection back.

Had sex. Few days later threw up again. Protection gone.

So I am SO close to the end of the packet, not that many of the pills stayed in my system for long. I need more pills now. I didn’t change my Dr since moving to London, so my mum posts my contraception to me. Just incase everything goes tits up and I move back home.

I rang the Drs. Receptionist always sounds grumpy. I don’t like Dr’s. Thats also probably something to do with why I didn’t change.

She said I can’t have my pills, because I need a blood pressure test and I last had one in 2010. I can’t go home for a blood pressure test. I’m screwed.

I now need to register to a Dr down here, and beg for some more pills.

I’m slightly ruining my idea of fate now. Because most of this is my fault. Or someone up there just wants me to get pregnant.

December

So in the last month of the year what have I achieved..

Joined Twitter
Made a new account on which none of my family or friends follow me. @littlemisstress You can follow me though ;)
Type and Tweet

Told Mr Married Man I loved him
Wasn’t quite as a planned, but now I say it so much he’s probably fed up of it ;)
Little Words

Took a Pregnancy Test
Yes, I know, my paranoia got the better of me!
Wind Up Merchant

Survived Christmas (including seeing the ex!)
This I feel I deserve a medal for, although, I only survived 6 days and took a train at 7.20am on the 7th day.
Ghosts Of Christmas Past

Took the Morning After Pill
Not as easy as I thought it would be.
The Morning After The Afternoon Before

Hopefully in the new year I won’t have to take any more emergency contraception and no pregnancy tests until May! But we shall see..

Do Men Ever Grow Up?

Men are actually infuriating.

Mr Married Man has spat his dummy out again. It’s actually rather hard to have an argument on BBM. I get his messages, but mine send with a 20 minute delay. So he doesn’t get my replies for 20 minutes. And then it decided to send them in the wrong order. Or not at all. Yay. Blackberry, I hate you.

I like to speak my mind, because otherwise I will have something stuck in my mind, and it will grow into something completely insane. So I said it. Somtimes it seems like you only want me for a baby. Everything just seems to be about a baby nowadays. He replied I want you, and I want us to be together, and because of that I want us to have a baby IF you do too Good answer. But he couldn’t just stop there. This turned into the most hurtful thing I had ever said to him apparently. That I was accusing him. That I had called him some weirdo. That I’m horrible to him. That I have too many doubts and concerns about him and his motivations. Motivations? It sounds like a murder enquiry now.

Mr Married Man has now decided May if far too soon, and 2013 is the earliest a baby is going to happen. Notice I said Mr Married Man has decided. I don’t even get a say in this anymore.

At least he thinks we’ll still be together in 2013. That’s a long way away.
But if I’m so horrible to him, then why would he want to be with me?

I wanted to finish my Christmas shopping finished this morning. I only have until tomorrow morning, then I’m pretty much screwed. I can’t face going out yet though, I’m all puffy eyed. Not attractive. I also need to pack for going home.

I just want to crawl back into bed and start the day again. I don’t wish for it to be tomorrow, because time is needed at the moment. Christmas has crept up on me, and I don’t like it one bit.

I hate crying still, it’s pointless. But at least it shows I care more about this than I thought.

I asked my friend a question:

This morning I had a loving boyfriend who wanted to have a family with me and give me everything I could ever want. Am I crazy for wanting a baby with him, or crazy for throwing it all away?

The reply

Love makes people do crazy things, Mistress Mummy. It’s not something I can answer, its for you to decide. You need to decide if he makes you happy more than he makes you sad

I can’t find the comment, but someone else also suggested I write a list of Pro’s and Con’s. I saw this done on an episode of Friends. Ross did it about Rachel. She found it, and it didn’t end well. So I’m slightly put off that idea.

I guess I’ll just have to wait and see what he decides yet

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2012; New Year, New Mind

I hate new years resolutions. I can never think of anything good, or stick to it.

I wrote a post the other day, published it, looked at it again and deleted. I would never be able to stick to the things.

I asked Mr Married Man for some advice. He gave me these:

1. Stop taking contraption
2. Have sex more than once in a day with my boyfriend
3. Get pregnant asap

1. Not until May.
2. How dare I only have sex with him once when I last saw him? Possible for the first time it hasn’t been more than that.
3. Not until May.

So shall ignore his suggestions.

I wanted something that would change my outlook, rather than physical changes.

So far I have these…

*Don’t be pressured into things
*Do what makes me happy
*Don’t worry so much
*Be myself
*Smile

I shall try my best to stick to these, and perhaps add a few more along the way.

What are your New Years Resolutions? And do you think you’ll be able to stick to them?

Inspired by Mrs Slummy Mummys Anti-Resolution

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Wind Up Merchant

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It doesn’t take much for me to get wound up over something, and for an idea to get stuck into my head. Then it won’t go away.

I’ve been feeling a bit sick recently, not as in ill. But just after I have a drink, or some food, I feel sick. Or if I’m on a hot bus I feel faint and have to get off. I have headaches, feel very tired and occasional cramps. These have just started occurring in the last few weeks. Oh, and as well as my stupid stomach expanding and that week of random hormonal crying.

I just put that down to putting the pill together.

But then the teasing started You don’t think you’re pregnant do you? No.
I knew I wasn’t. But the thought built up in my head. I looked at the caffeine and alcohol I was consuming and thought on the 1% chance (or however much it is) that I am, I could be hurting it. It’s the Christmas season though, and alcohol is necessity to survive the ‘family’ holidays.

I saw Mr Married Man last night to exchange Christmas presents. The card he got me says Merry Christmas From The Bump and he’s added ‘(to be)’. He’s thinks he’s funny. The present; a lovely necklace from Links London with three circles inside each other, to represent our family to be.

I’ll get you a pregnancy test if you’re that worried. I didn’t want one. I knew it would be negative and I’d look silly.

My best friend from home came to visit today, I told her the situation. Come on, we’ll get a test then you can stop worrying, if you are, I want to be Godmother though! So we got the test, and she spent the rest of the day trying to make me drink more. I still knew I was being silly. Lets bet on it, I think it will be negative. She thought negative too. I have never had to concentrate on weeing so much! One line appeared, negative. It was negative wasn’t it, I can tell by the huge smile on your face.

I am no longer going to let silly thoughts take over my mind… but for when they do, I have another three tests ;)

I didn’t wait the full three minutes to see the results though, maybe I should try another. Or am I just being silly again?

To Pill, or Not To Pill

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As I mentioned before, I am not actually a mummy (yet). But one day, I’ll get there. At the moment, I’m known as an ‘honorary mummy’ in regards to my work.

Some people start their blog when their children are a few years old, some when they’re just born, and others when they’re pregnant. I thought I’d be different, as they say, the preconception is important too!

So this is my story, from scratch.

We have now been dating 53 days, So nearly two months. And after a few weeks of joking about, we’re onto the subject of having a baby. Now I know how crazy this sounds, I do. I am not some completely insane woman out to get pregnant by any man. Most of the time, he just likes winding me up, so I’ll wind him up back about it.

During sex last, he said ‘promise me you’ll stop taking the pill’. I of course said no. He said he just gets caught up in the whole manly instinct of wanting to impregnate women – only me, I might add. His manly instincts are to start a family, and he’s decided I’m the one he wants to with and he has never felt like this about anyone before.

Do you not think it would be amazing to be lying in bed, with me up against you, hands on our bump feeling our baby grow? You see, I’m in a difficult situation here because he’s right, that would be amazing. But I can’t just say ‘lets go for it’, because although my heart says yes, that would make The Fairytale come true, I think with my head not cock testosterone.

So for now, he has a private blog post to read explaining the reason why, for now, I can’t say yes. No matter how much I really wish I could.

He hasn’t read it yet, he’s busy at the moment. Honestly, I am actually scared about him reading it. I’m scared he’ll hate me for it. But we shall see.

I do believe in fate, and destiny, and all that mambo jambo though. So I said if we were to have an ‘accident’ (and I mean a real one, I would never mess up my pills on purpose or deceive him), then it’s meant to be and we will both be very happy it’s happened, if not, then we were meant to wait.

So the decision is now down to fate, lets see what it brings