I'm going to be very honest here so please be kind.
I'll be 13 weeks pregnant tomorrow with baby number 2 and I'm sort of feeling a horrible sense of dread around the whole pregnancy and I sort of just want my body back.
A little back story: my DD is 18 months old. I was incredibly anxious my entire pregnancy with her because she was so wanted and I didn't want anything to go wrong. It all went well but I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes at 31 weeks. The last few weeks of my pregnancy were miserable. The diagnosis had a massive affect on my mental health and generally I just found the end of the pregnancy so hard. I kept saying I wouldn't do it again but after she was born I was so in love, I wanted another one. Myself and my partner made no plans to try but it was sort of just unspoken that we would probably have another some day.
Then when my DD was just 5 months old, I found out I was pregnant again. The feelings were much different than when we'd found out we were pregnant with DD. I was excited but scared. Scared of judgement with it being so soon, scared from lack of support, scared from DD still not sleeping through the night and having spent the last 5 months in a constant state of dizziness from sleep deprivation. To top it off, I had been warned that if I got pregnant again I was likely to have GD again and so I started monitoring my blood glucose levels and immediately they were high. I was put back on medication at only 5 weeks pregnant but it didn't work so I also started insulin which I also couldn't find the right dose to get my BGL under control. I was told it was so early in the pregnancy that I would need to be treated as type 2 (although it may not have actually been type 2) and it was all just too much to take. I couldn't do it again physically and mentally and so at 8 weeks pregnant we made the heartbreaking choice to terminate the pregnancy. This broke me. I wanted another baby. I wanted that baby. But I was not capable of going through with it at that time with all the other circumstances, and with a potential life long diagnosis of type 2 diabetes over my head. I stopped monitoring my BGL after the termination but further hba1c blood tests after would show that I was not in diabetic range and it had all been caused by the pregnancy hormones.
It took me a long time to get over what happened, what I did. I wanted another one and this made me determined that one day I would be ready and I would see another pregnancy through, knowing how much more difficult it would be. My partner and I made the official decision to start trying this summer and I found out I was pregnant again in August, and I'm now nearly 13 weeks. Like last time, I was diagnosed with early GD immediately and am again being treated as type 2. I'm back on insulin as well but this time I found a dose quite quickly that worked. I've been less cautious with diet than I ever was with DD and last time round, with the understanding in my head that if I go full carb counting and restricting this early that I simply will not be able to do it again. My bloods are generally very well controlled with the odd high reading here and there. Since the end of September I've had a total of 5 high readings which is good in my book considering that's 5 out of at least 100 readings now. The nausea also hasn't helped when there's foods I know I can manage to eat nausea-wise but aren't good for BGL and vice versa. But now I feel like I've hit a brick wall and I'm just so nervous about going from 1 child to 2 as well. Last time my DD wasn't in a good routine for me to manage 2 but this time she's in a perfect one. I'm anxious of the affect another one will have on her and the memories of all the sleep deprivation. I feel awful that after everything I went through before and to get here pregnant again that I've wound up feeling sort of resentful that I've put myself in this position again. I would not go through with another termination and my plan after this baby is to look into getting sterilised. I'm pretty sure if it weren't for the diabetes I also wouldn't even be feeling so much dread. I'm not sure what I'm looking for here other than some words of reassurance or some understanding? Anyone with a similar diagnosis that just understands the misery or someone to tell me going from 1 to 2 is a dream, or maybe just know I'm not alone in feeling doubts sometimes?
I've opened up about a part of me I am so ashamed of so I might delete this thread, but I also think sometimes it's important to get feelings out there. Thanks I've you've read this far ❤️