I’ve just found out this evening I’m pregnant with my second child. Deep down I’m excited to have a baby again, and DH is overjoyed.
I know some people never get to have one, let alone two, children.
I’m just so sad and anxious about the effect a baby will have on my relationship with my first child, my gorgeous 23 month old son. I feel sick and very tearful. I’m sad that the days of just him and me, my little sidekick, will be over. My heart breaks to think he’ll have to share me and might ever feel second best. He’s all for me at the moment, and he’s the best thing to ever happen to me.
It took a year of ttc my son, this time round we dtd once, so although I knew it could happen, it’s come much sooner than I was expecting. I wonder whether we should have waited a bit longer.