I am raising a child, which I am very happy about. I'd like to have another one, but there are problems. Let me start from the beginning. I'm healthy, but my husband is infertile. We wanted children and I didn't want to cheat on him. So we went to expensive medical procedures.
I was "pumped" with hormones, and then they "planted" an embryo. And so three times, because the first and the second one didn't work. It's easy to write, but it's not easy to bear it when you already feel life inside and then it stops. It's shocking and stressful.
It's tears, and feeling bad from excess hormones. It's a bad figure from the medication.
It's debts and loans, procedures are expensive. Several years passed in the exercise. When I cried, I lkmaoa that if I had cheated on my husband, I wouldn't have to suffer so much
But I'm honest, and I suffered. After raising my head a bit from my problems, I began to suspect that my husband was cheating on me. This was especially disgusting in the face of my exploits.
I did a little investigation and my husband's adultery was quickly discovered. You have no idea how angry I was! I'd agonized in clinics about not cheating, and he didn't agonize. And he didn't appreciate it.
I didn't want to see my husband anymore. I took a mop in my hands, opened the door, and kicked him out of the apartment. I cried for a long time. For days I walked around like a robot, feeling nothing.
A friend told me that I should try to get pregnant naturally. I agreed out of anger. We started looking for a donor.
Yes, a donor. I just wanted a baby, not a new husband. We had a long discussion about what kind of father he should be. Smart, healthy, handsome. And he should have a family. That's a good indicator of character, too.
I spent a week looking for him on the Internet. I've been texting men. I'd given up hope. But suddenly I found him. I liked him, and we had an "affair". In the process of communication I found out that he is healthy, educated, and has two children. Everything's fine.
Since I was healthy, I got pregnant very quickly. The goal was achieved. And I "disappeared" from my lover's sight. I was no longer angry with my husband. I've committed adultery, too. After all, I was also looking for
Maybe the lover was looking for me, but I didn't care. I was getting ready to have a baby. At some point my husband came back and we made up. I told my husband I'd used a medical service.
Although I had no money for it and chose the "free option". Shortly before the birth, my lover found me. He was bored, and I think he was starting to guess that the baby might be his. He asked me the due date. I told him. And we agreed to just text each other.
The baby that was born looked so much like him that the photo couldn't be shown. I didn't want him to claim the baby. Soon enough, the baby developed allergies. And it was important for the diagnosis if the father had it.
I mysteriously mumbled in the correspondence "and how do you tolerate milk?" to which he replied that he did not. Of course, it was my fault for choosing a donor like that.
Since he was smart, after these questions, the lover started demanding a picture of the baby. I had to send it. I could have ended it, of course. But I wanted a second child. After the baby photo, he sent me a baby photo of himself. The resemblance is obvious.
I blocked him and left town. The baby's growing up, my husband and I are raising him. But how do you have a second child..
I know what you mean! Everyone wore those masks when there was a quarantine. I guess you're convinced you're more comfortable with the mask on. I felt uncomfortable when I took the mask off, too. It depends on what you're thinking. Say to yourself, "it's safe and sound without the mask." And take it off. When anxiety starts, try to distract yourself from your anxious thoughts by doing something important. The main thing is to endure the anxiety. Fight it!
I, too, was so used to the mask at one time, it was kind of weird without it. So I know what it's like. Walking down the street, and something's not right. And then you think, "What if I get infected?" But now you don't have a mask, you take it off, and you don't think about not having one. It's helped me
I had that too when the quarantine was lifted. Try being without a female for at least a minute first. Then increase the time, it helped me. gradually you get used to it and walk calmly. And don't worry, nothing terrible is happening to you
I too took a long time to wean myself off the mask when the quarantine was lifted. I got used to my face in the mask and felt uncomfortable at first. You can wean off gradually by reducing the time you spend in the mask.
Look, don't look at people's faces when you're walking around without a mask and tear yourself up...overcome yourself a little bit every day and you'll be fine!!!!