Morning HRH, have been thinking of you all night, you are exactly the situation I was in May , and we had a 'family' holiday to ireland booked the following week. That was fun! Lots of long silent car drives and dp storming out in the night, where to I don't know, to sit with the sheep perhaps? I knew, like I think you know, that I wasn't going to go through with a T, despite telling myself that I had to keep considering it, I never decided on it, and constantly decided against it, you know? After couple of weeks when I had to have an early scan to check it wasn't ectopic (had pains and tube history) I just said quietly that as much as I understood how he felt, a part of me felt the same way, I couldn't go through with that, and if that meant he had to leave then that was his decision. It was all dreadfully sad, but he loved me and our other two and somehow, as time went on he came round.
It wasn't easy. I couldn't mention it for weeks, as he visibly bristled, but (to my mother's and several friends annoyance) was incredibly kind and patient with him, until eventually, he would mention it in passing, or something, and then it was ok to talk about it. To my amazement, and this is how long it took, I arranged for a friend to come with me for the 20 week scan, and he said (not a little sarcastically) that perhaps he could come too, seen as it was his child, if the friend didn't mind that is! !
Am now 24 weeks, and although he's not exactly racing to feel it kick, he's ok, and I really feel that making it quietly clear and then giving him time to breathe helped saved us. Of course friends would say 'you should be able to talk about it' 'he did it too' all those things which you know but you're trying to save things for your other chldren a well as yourself.
Make it clear, and then 'weather the storm', you are strong enough, you have to be, I really think it will be ok with time. Love and hugs to you