Check back to my entry for about 26/27 days ago (sorry I haven't figured out how to link back yet). The one where H and I had failed yet again to have sex because he had performance anxiety. The big row, the stress, him going out for a drive. Then think to today, the one day we can try this month before it's too late. That shouldn't cause any performance anxiety, right? Yeah, you got it. We spent 2 hours earlier failing to have sex. I stopped when it got too stressful, which luckily coincided with when the baked potatoes I'd put in the oven for supper started burning.
We had yet another talk over supper, he took yet another walk. He's gone to bed and I'm not sure how to help him any more. We keep talking stuff through, but the following month it happens again. How can we get to a point where we talk it through and it keeps working?
Tonight is the last point it's worth trying this month as I know my temp will be up tomorrow. We can keep having sex which may be a good thing - lots of practice to get his confidence back (that's if it works). But what I want right now is a baby. If there's no hope of that, I'm not so excited about the sex. I know I should be, but I'm not.
I promise to start writing happy posts again at some point.