The mindfuck of misconception
So, about 6 months ago my husband and I had sex, no birth control. Radical idea for anyone who believed growing up that if you look the wrong way you'll get pregnant.
Kiss a boy? Pregnant. Touch a boy? Definitely pregnant. Sleep with a boy? The thought alone made you pregnant. For the first 35 years of my life, not getting pregnant was one of my top KPIs.
Fast forward to today, and a fair amount of sex later, still not pregnant.
Difficulty with conception is way more common than I ever expected. What I never expected? The complete mindfuck of a rollercoaster ride that you go on month-to-month.
Looking back at the first time I have to laugh out loud. I literally felt like an electrical current running through my body that all the things were happening. The millions of sperm were zapping their way right up to the egg and a baby was in the works.
Clearly couldn't be further from the truth.
I am fortunate to have a few friends who understand, and to know you're not alone in this funhouse of emotions has been my mental saving grace.
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