Whilst for most people December was a month of debauchery and boozing for me it was a period of abstinence and sobriety (well, until the 23rd when I realised I wasn't pregnant).
January is traditionally the month people quit the booze to give their aching livers some respite. For me however, I have continued to drink. Not excessively, or constantly, but repeatedly and often.
Because this month I am experimenting with the "Stop trying and then you'll get pregnant" approach.
I haven't managed to bring my Doctor's appointment forward so I have until the start of February to put this theory into practice.
So I am categorically NOT TRYING to get pregnant, and drinking alcohol is a manifestation of this approach.
Ok, so admittedly, the other day I realised that I was on day fifteen and I normally seem to ovulate on about day fifteen.
And it just so happened, that I dropped an unwrapped ovulation test into a cup of urine that was carelessly left lying around.
But, you know, even if it hadn't shown that I had ovulated I'm sure I would have had a loving, intimate embrace with my husband that day anyway. Honest. Because I'm NOT TRYING.
Of course one still has to look after ones health. Particularly in winter when there are so many colds going around so I'm taking vitamins. And with piles of conception vitamins kicking around I may as well take them rather than going out and buying any more supplements. But that is just 'cause they are there, I'm NOT actually TRYING.
Gosh, I can't tell you how liberating it is to stop trying to get pregnant for a month.
I can't tell you.