Safe to say its a no go this month.

Well were about 14 days dpo and its still a negative. 😦

To be honest we didnt hold much hope in getting a positive this month. Were having a few problems in the fertility area. Ever since the miscarriage things haven’t been right. Were currently sitting at cycle day 43 and still no sign of a period! Normally this would be a blessing but its far from it. The wife’s periods are usually slightly out but never this bad. We use a clearblue fertility monitor that tells us exactly when shes going to ovulate but it did’nt pick it up this month so we don’t think she ovulated. She had bloods taken a few weeks back because we actually managed to get the Dr on our side. They were not the results we were hoping for. Turns out her progesterone levels are ridiculously low for the point she was at during her cycle. And some of her other hormones were out. We have to wait until she comes on and go have more bloods taken on day two of bleeding then we’ll know more of what were looking at. But knowing our luck she’ll come on Good Friday and we wont be able to get to the Dr until at least Tues as the’ll be closed. We also have an ultrasound booked for two weeks time to have a look at her reproductive organs and see if there’s anything visibly wrong. But until then all we can do is sit and patiently (or not so much) wait. We have decided were going to hold of the TTC while all this is going on until we know what were dealing with. Wev got a holiday booked for May so were going on that and right back to it when we return. I thing we just need a few months to get back to us instead of the crazy lesbian couple trying to get pregnant obsessed with sperm, cycle days and periods. And also I don’t like the idea of flying while shes so newly pregnant. Hopefully soon we’ll be able to give some better news.

Love each other!



Sundays uuuggghhhh!!

So here it is again. Sunday. Normally I don’t mind Sundays but this one is proving to be especially dull. It all started off at 7.15 this morning. The wife went to work. She wont be getting home until about 8.15 this evening. So there’s strike one against this particular Sunday. It just means a day of nothing for me. And I hate my own company. I get bored after 20 Min’s. So Iv pretty much worn the carpet out already pacing around not knowing what to do with myself. I thought id be slightly productive and clean the fish tank out until one of the little buggers actually bit me. Yes, I got bit by my own bloody fish. So there’s strike two. Now I think I should clean the parrot out. Now this parrot hates me for some unknown reason. Does she not know I pay for her cage and ensure she gets  enough social time. Provide her with a never ending supply of peanuts. But alas, she will also try and savage me. She absolutely adores the wife though. I suppose that’s one thing we have in common.

And then it’s on to the house work. Which is automatically strike three. I hate house work. There is nothing more dull than being on my own and doing the whole domestic goddess thing. I’m sorry, It’s just not for me.

So there fore in my line of thinking, I’m playing this Sunday like a game of Base Ball. Three strikes and you’re out of there!!!! So to make this long, rainy Sunday go better I’m going to find a box set of something, close the curtains, put a pot of coffee on with some chocolate and wallow in self pity all day on the sofa. Ill order dinner in tonight as well so at least iv fed the wife when she gets home from her long day. I mean come on. What ever happened to Sunday being a day of rest and family!

Stay safe.


A random little check in.

Well hello there everyone.

I actually have nothing of interest to say. I just thought id check in and see how the world is beyond my little bubble.

So this week has been pretty much the same as any. Rather dull and consumed with work but well that’s the life of a growed up I suppose. Have to do the responsible thing and got to work and pay the rent.

While I’m on here you guys may be able to shed some light on this subject. Does anyone have any idea where we stand as I’m coming up with brick walls and dead ends. My wife and I are registered civil partners in the UK. I have dual nationality so I am an American citizen and also a British. Two passports, birth certificates. Social security number for the US and a national insurance number for the UK. My wife is a British citizen. We want to move back over to the US. What are the federal laws on this. Would she get granted a spouse visa? If anyone can help fill the gaps that would be awesome. I just keep chasing my tail getting information.

Other random musings from me……

Its currently 11 days since the lovely wife and I inseminated. Not feeling too confident about this one. She knows her body and who am I to question. But she thinks there is no way we are pregnant. Still we’ll keep soldiering on. She had blood test for a few fertility related things last week and the Dr wants to see her. Not entirely sure what this could mean because normally he will just explain bloods over the phone. But we have to wait until Thursday before we can get too see him. I am actually quite concerned about this but I’m sure (well, more hopeful) its nothing too serious.

And on another note,

The sun needs to hurry up and get its ass out!!!! I am sick of freezing my ass off every day. I was rudely awoken at 6 am this morning by my alarm clock screaming its head off only to be greeted with an ice cold flat. Now I am not a morning person by any stretch of the word. I can barely string a sentence together until iv had at least two cups of coffee and a few cigarettes. But I think far more people would survive if it was just a tad warmer when I have to drag my butt from my bed. I’m like a reptile. I get the hump if I don’t get my few hours sun basking time a day.

Well considering I did’nt have anything to say I still managed to prattle on so I shall leave you now.

Be good to each other .




Question from Rachael.

Sorry for the delay on this blog. Been rather busy with work just lately. I was asked ‘Where do you see yourself in 5 years?’ by Rachael.

Well the answer to this question is rather simple really. I would like to be living in the US with my wife. Have a child by now. maybe another. If not looking into a second child. Own my own home and in a job where I can support my family with just enough in the bank account to get by and for the odd little treat or vacation. I look to have the simpler things in life like a re connection with my family in America and get closer to them. And quality time with my wife and little family. If within the 5 years the US law does not allow my wife and I to live in America I want all of this but I shall just do it in the UK with the view to move when and if the law does change.

Thanks for the question Rachael.

Stay safe.


Question from kittycollingwood.

I was asked, If you could pick 4 songs to describe your life, what would they be and why!? by kittycollingwood. I will try my best to answer this as best I can but I can absolutely grantee that it will go over four songs. I am really into my music and have such an eclectic taste that there’s a huge number of songs out there that mean a lot to me and describe different stages of my life and how I got to where I am today. But, well here goes nothing.

First up we have ‘Hold On’ by Alabama Shakes. I absolutely love the bluesy jazzy feel to these guys. For me this song just says you’ve got to keep pushing through and not forget your dreams and that one day you will get there. You have to ‘Hold On’ to all of this. My biggest dream is for the wife and I to move over to the US with our own child. Even though it seems an impossibility at the minuite what with the laws not recognizing our marriage, (and I say marriage and not civil partnership because that is what it is to us), and our struggle to conceive but if we hold on we will get there.

Up next it Bon Jovi’s ‘It’s My Life’. I honestly don’t think you can answer a question like this without this song. I know its an cheesy rock song but it does hold real meaning to basically live how you want to live and not hold back. I do sometimes need to remind myself of this. I used to worry too much about other people but I’m through with that. If I still worried what people thought id still be in the closet, way back in the depths of Narnia. Another song that ties into this theme of just living your life is Cat Stevens ‘Can’t Keep It In’. Why bother hiding your love.

‘If That’s What It Take’s’ by Celine Dion. This song has extra special meaning to me. It’s a song that I think about my wife when ever I hear it. It’s one of ‘our songs’. Yes were a cheesy couple that do that. We have been through so much in the last few years together and its all bought us closer together. So it’s basically my way of saying to her it’s OK to break down sometimes. Ill always be there to pick her up again. And it works visa versa. There is a version where she sings it completely in french and its absolutely beautiful. ‘Pour Que Tu M’Aimes Encore’. I can barely string two words together in french but I absolutely love this version. I know the English words for it so I can sort of figure it.

The next song is a rap number. Now I don’t usually go in for too much rap but I like the way this guy writes. Its probably not a very good example of his writing. Its called ‘runaway’ by Devlin Ft Yasmin. Now basically it’s about how he wants to leave his current situation and take his lady with him. Hence the connection with myself. It all comes back to moving to America and starting a new life. Devlin also sings another song called ‘Dreamer’ which ties into this. I am a bit of a dreamer. I can see our future. A nice house, probably in Florida near my dad and his wife. At least four bedrooms. Massive lawn. The wife and hopefully two children. Maybe a Beagle. Coming home to the family after a hard day’s work and sitting on loungers by the pool and playing with the children and dog together. I can see it all in my imagination.

The next one scrapes a little deeper. ‘Not Ready To Make Nice’ by The Dixie Chicks. Now this one pretty much outlines the relationship my mother and I have. You could say were not exactly best of friends. When she and my dad split I was very young. Too young to remember the reasons and details but up until very recently she had me believing that he didn’t want to know and that he didn’t care about my brother and I. I went over to be with him when I was 12. lived there for about nine months before I came back to the UK. I really only came home for my nan. My mum and nan are not really close either. I went over to America two years ago after not seeing or really speaking to my dad for about 13 years. I was just at that point in my life where I felt I needed to know where I came from. And I am so glad I did. I will admit I was really apprehensive about seeing him, as I’m sure he was. Only to discover we get on like a house on fire. Even though he did’nt bring me up, we are so much alike. I also found out a lot of what my mum had me beleiving was not true. He did care. Always tried to call and my mum would say my brother and I were not there. She claimed he never sent the maintinance checks but I saw proof that he did. He even had heaps of Christams cards and birthday cards that he got for us and they were either re directed back to him or it just hurt too much for him to sent them. My brother was the lucky one. He got the opportunity to move out there to spend some time with dad just after I got home. He took it and stayed. He did excelently at school and is now serving in the United States Army. So yea, the song basically conveys my feelings towards my mum and this silent argument is still going on, two years later.

Anyhooooo moving on. ‘Don’t Stop’ by one of my top five groups / artists, Fleetwood Mac. Just a feel good song to keep me pushing forward and not dwelling too much on the past. Look to the future and focus on dreams. Also ‘Shake It Out’ by Florence And The Machine. Get rid of the bad thoughts. Bury them. I’m all for trying to get as much positivity as i can.

I’m going to leave it here I think, now iv probably bored you all to tears. That’s nine songs. I was asked for four but I honestly could’nt cut it down any further than that so my apologies.

Stay safe and love one and other.


Getting to know you. Getting to know all about you.

So I struggle with inspiration on what to right from time to time. So I propose a little task for all the people that would care to take part. Ask me a question. Anything. And I will be as honest as I can. Give me something to fill my data allowance up with. I will write a blog with the answers from these said questions in due course.

Keep safe and love one and other.


Hello and Welcome.

Hello there.

This is my first blog ever. I’m not entirely sure why, at the age of 26 I feel the overwhelming urge to start a blog? I also cant promise ill write often but the intentions are there. I may have a new urge next week. I may also choose to stick it out and see where it takes me. I feel it may be a good outlet for me to….. Vent, express, journal. Who knows what could happen.

Well I should start off with a little background information. My name is Brittany but most of my friends call me Britt, also Dave. That one is a family nickname as I’m not exactly the most feminine woman in the world, but underneath it all I am still a woman non the less. I am 26 (as we’ve already established). I am married to my best friend and partner, Anneka. We have been together since 2005. We got married back in August of 2012. We have shared many amazingly happy times together, But also some extremely heart breaking ones too. But they just pull us closer together. She truly is my best friend and one of the very few people that understand me. But I’m sure ill share these experiences further down the line.

I was born in Huntingdon, Cambritdgeshire to an English mother and an American father. Lived here in Huntingdon for much of my early life. Spent a lot of time living with my amazing nan too. I spent a year in Florida living with my dad when I was 12/13, where I do regret leaving and coming back to the UK sometimes but I had my reasons back then. Every 13 year old knows whats best for themselves, right?  My dad is a USAF vet. He and mum split when i was relatively young. He remarried and moved back to the US. My mum remarried and is living in Kent with her husband. I am currently living in Huntingdon with my wife, wishing we could both move to the US. But alas, the government does not recognize our civil partnership so we can not get her a visa. Only time will tell on this one I guess.

I work in our local hospital dealing with the sterilization and decontamination of surgical instrument. Something reasonably new to me but it is rather interesting but also extremely dull all at the same time. I guess its the stability of it that I enjoy but I do sometimes crave to do a job where every day is completely different. But that’s my own short comings of not knowing what I want to do with myself.

You will learn that I do tend to ramble on quite a bit. I tend to start writing and before I know it iv written an essay. So on that note, I shall leave it here.

Speak to you soon.