I know it’s not the right time for another baby. DD is 22 months and still doesn’t sleep, still on the boob, me and OH are constantly arguing, not the right time. Period was 5 days late, I started to daydream and however much I told myself to stop being stupid and there’s no way I could be pregnant, I was secretly thrilled my period was later and later. Now I’ve come on and I’m filled with a disappointed fuelled rage.