Even the word makes me want to throw up a little bit. My head is so buried under the sand it’s ridiculous. It just makes me feel like a teenager.
Why is my head buried in the sand?
Because I haven’t got a clue what is ‘best’ for us.
Obviously, the injection and the implant come with their own stigmas of being hormonal overload.
My GP surgery doesn’t offer either of those and I’d have to book in with the family planning clinic which has a three-month waiting list!
My concern with the implant is that I could wait three months to have it inserted for it to then not agree with me, to then have to wait three months to have it removed. While In the meantime, I’ve turned into some hormonal, angry mare.
I don’t know why but there’s something about the coil that gives me the heebieejeebies!
So that rules out three options.
Now, let’s talk about the pill. The contraception that resulted in my pregnancy with Elin. (I’m not blaming the pill by the way, I am blaming my shocking ability to stick to anything that requires consistency.)
So what are we left with? Well, we could put the responsibility back on Rich, right? We could use condoms but let’s all face it… crap. Or we could really take things seriously and look into a vasectomy, but after him having a previous vasectomy AND a vasectomy reversal, I’m not sure his tatters are up to the task.
Also, something doesn’t sit well with me to completely rule babies out permanently.
I know, I’m annoyed listening to myself too. But its not just me. Everyone dreads the question popping up at the six week check. (don’t they?)
Is it because after 9 months of pregnancy, delivering a baby and postpartum blues – we are sick to the back teeth of hormones?
Is it because, for most of us, by the time we have children, we’ve taken a hormonal contraceptive for a decade and we just want to know what’s up with our own bodies?
I don’t know what my personal reasons are, but for me, I just don’t want to have to care… but obviously, I have to care because… we can’t have any more babies (right now!)
I hear it all the time though, millennial mums have the ick factor when it comes to contraception. But what do we want?
I have no idea.
As a ‘Two Under Two’ mum, you’d think I’d be hot on preventing future pregnancies. Especially seeing as one of those babies came along through my own lazaire faire “whatever will be, will be” attitude.
For now. We’ll just keep practising our super immature way of the “everything but” method and I’ll just keep burying my head under the sand, much to my Mums horror.