I suppose I’m posting this diary purely for the fact that I wrote it. I’m not sure what useful information one might derive from it. Hopefully there is enough comedic value within to repay any sense of wasted time.
We decided we were going to try for a baby.
Bam came off the pill
I text B saying ‘Lets make a baby when I get home’. So later that night we tried.
B came home with a pregnancy test.
Bam text saying she’s feeling a bit sick and stressed. She’s been told this is because she’s just come off the pill. I sympathized and offered to make tea and run a bath for when she gets home. She told me off for not asking questions about feeling sick.
The book ‘Pregnancy for Men’ has arrived. Hopefully I’ve a while before having to pick it up.
Had another go at making a baby.
I begged it in the morning, received in the evening haha, that’s a joke.
Bam said something about stomach pains.
Had sex last night. B mentioned having stomach pains.
B’s not started her period, today is her most typical day. We had shower then bed sex. I said I thought B was already pregnant ‘because her boobs seemed a bit different’
Bam later said that maybe her period was due the following week haha. But just to make sure we did a pregnancy test. Stopwatch out to time the dipping of the test stick into a cotton bud tub lid worth of wee, 5 seconds, and then we covered the test stick and timed 3 minutes. This wait was pretty agonizing. Negative, not pregnant. I think I can wait another month or so anyhow. Although I am trying!
B said some blood came out. While she may have lost track of the general week her cycle occurs shes confident it never starts on a Wednesday.
She came on as normal. Mystery solved.
Please forgive me for recording all this shit. At the time [I thought] it could have been relevant.
Tried making a baby.
Downstairs watching Harry Potter became a V assisted attempt at making a baby.
Went out on the town and got pretty drunk. Got home and had rare drunk sex.
She informed me that she came on, not pregnant.
Had a go.
I FORGOT A COUPLE OF GOES SORRY
Had another go.
Been slack on the writing but did manage to get a few rounds in over the time.
Got home from work early on the Friday as we were heading to London. I was in the kitchen and Bam called through from the front room “I’ve got some good news”. I went in and B rummaged in her bag and pulled out a little tube thing. She said something along the line of “it says I’m pregnant look, 2 straight lines”. I was a little taken away and gave her a big hug. Then we went to London and ended our attempts at conception with a final round.