I need a little perspective. I am 37, have two DC's 5 and 3 yo, and unexpectedly pregnant - about 6w I think, but v dodgy cycle. I've been increasingly coming to the conclusion over the last few months that two is enough kids for me, although we always talked about maybe a third. I'm coming out of a very difficult period with work which was messing with my head a lot, and I was looking forward to being 'me' again and doing things for myself and with the kids and DH as they grow up. The thought of going back nappies, night wakings, SPD fills me with dread. And yet I haven't thrown any of the baby stuff out, 'just in case'. We have a stable home, financially okay, we could give a baby a good life. So why does this feel so dreadful? I have been thinking about terminating, and am trying to work out if I can bring myself to do that.