Hi all, have had a busy weekend with friends visiting so have just caught up!
Welcome to those of you who have just found us - although it sucks massively to be here, everyone is wonderfully supportive and kind to each other - it's such a little safe haven.
So sorry af has reared its ugly head Anne and Bertie,
definitely keep yourself curled up in bed today.
Unicorns, people can be so thoughtless sometimes! Rant away - it's what we're here for. So many people just don't understand.
So I've been almost flat out with nausea and exhaustion all weekend. My OH (surprisingly) was keen to tell our friends that visited about this pregnancy. This kind of brings us back to the previous discussion of telling before 12 weeks - he was adament not to the first two times but this time has completely changed his mind. He's so excited and I'm just petrified that he's going to be even more heartbroken when this pregnancy doesn't make it. Our friends were also excited and I kept having to ask them to tone it down a bit as I just can't deal with the expectation that there will be a baby in less than 8 months. I just cannot see it happening, at all. It's why I think, I just can't talk about it. In my head, it's not going to work out. Oddly, I have moments where I feel quite optimistic I'll make it to 12 weeks but then I'm certain I'll see a dead baby on the screen. It haunts me so much that I can't sleep. I haven't had an early scan, I probably won't get an early scan as I'm unsure what it would do to make me feel better before 12 weeks anyway, and I'm just so scared of what I'll see. And it's so far away I shouldn't even be worrying about that yet. I am thankful for each day I get through that I'm still pregnant and these symptoms definitely are kicking my butt big time, but I can't shake this feeling of impending doom.
I'm so sorry for a massive post. I needed to get it out somewhere where people understand.
I hope you're all enjoying your weekend x