I have name changed for this.
I must start by apologising because I am going to be completely open, honest and raw about how I feel because I cannot voice this to anybody in my life.
I also apologise as this is going to come across as incredibly insensitive and probably very selfish.
I'm a mother of 2 wonderful children (aged 2.5 & 4.5). Both pregnancies were planned, wanted and I loved every second of pregnancy, post partum and generally now just being their mum. I absolutely adore them.
So it came to no surprise to me or anybody around me when I planned for one more 'final' baby. DH was on board and all was good. First month of trying was a success and I got my positive test.
Initially, I was happy (I think) but also a bit numb to it. DH was over the moon. I did wonder why I wasn't ecstatic about it but thought maybe it was just hormones.
Fast forward to now (11 weeks pregnant) and I am in the worst/most confused headspace. I feel like I have just made the biggest mistake of my life, but I HATE myself for feeling this way. I just want to feel differently, like how I felt with the other two.
My feelings are:
- I only just started getting back into my post pregnancy clothing, I have quite low body confidence so that was a huge deal for me. Selfishly, I cannot think of anything worse than to go back to that post partum stage of 'is she pregnant or just fat'.
- Things are getting easier. DC are in their own room, I have my bed back. No nappies, no bottles, no dummies.
- We are at a fun stage of being able to do a lot with the two of them (because their age gap is quite close). It's also easy to just spontaneously plan things (ie last Saturday evening we randomly decided to get in the car and drive to the ice cream shop). Easy - didn't have to pack anything or worry about naps/dropping dummy/stopping for feeds etc.
There are more reasons. I can't help but feel 'what would this baby bring that the other two have not already?'. Baby would probably be left in the sidelines for a good 3/4 years whilst I take the older two to pumpkin patches, swimming, panto's etc etc... because A. 3 is A LOT to handle and B. They'd need to catch up age wise.
It's like we'd be adding to the load and adding stress when we are at the point where we are just happy and it is doable.
The problem is that... most of DH's family know (he was so excited and told them almost immediately) and I think (due to how far along I am) there is a chance that by the time I get an appointment I would have to have a surgical termination which seems so... extreme/mean/selfish.... everything bad and wrong?
Plus, I never EVER thought I would end up feeling this way. EVER. So what happens if I did a sudden U-turn once it's all over and go into deep regret and never forgive myself....
Equally, do I just go along with this pregnancy feeling so down and so regretful and hope for the best once he/she is born...
What do I do? I really need some emotional support because I am breaking.