I am 15 weeks pregnant with DC2. On DC1 I was elated. The love I felt from the moment I saw her was overwhelming. I loved her from the moment my morning sickness stopped. However, with this one, I feel no excitement. Nothing. From the moment I found out all I have been feeling is fear and panic.
I have no family support bar DH who works 12 hour days (but when he is home he is amazing), my parents live abroad, my teaching career is now basically dead because I cant afford childcare for 2 kids under 3, and when they are in school I cant stay after work for meetings or extra roles because there is nobody to help pick them up, give them their dinner etc.
I had post natal psychosis on my first. I completely lost myself for about 6 months. I hated being a SAHM, but then I also ran myself into the ground trying to convince people I had it together because I didnt have any choice but to have it together. Nobody was going to help me if I crashed.
With this baby, I cant talk to it, I cant think about it, I just see its arrival as the end of my sanity, my happiness, my career, everything. I am terrified I wont love it.