I bought one of those kits today. You know, an ovulation kit that I heard about in this conversation with my friend.
There was a lot of talking to myself going on in the supermarket, I can tell you. Trying to decide whether to buy the supermarket own brand kit with 7 tests, or the Clear Blue one with ten, but for double the price. I decided to go with own brand as hubby would not be best pleased with me spending twenty quid on one when we’ve only just started trying. Oh, yeah, and I recently halved our income by resigning from my well-paid but very stressful job. Hmm.
I know I might be jumping the gun a bit on this one, but you’ve probably noticed that patience and uncertainty isn’t my strong point. And I feel like the clock is ticking. Truth be told, I’ve felt like this for quite a while. My mother going on about not leaving it too late for the last five or seven years doesn’t really help. But she means well, and I thought I’d have my children before I was thirty (and let me tell you, that ship has sailed).
I’ll let you know how we get on. (Mind out of the gutter you, not how we get on with that – some things are private!)