I’m not really sure why I’m posting but I don’t want to talk to anyone in real life for this and I’ve not even told my husband I’m pregnant. It’s also very outing so name changed but if anyone recognises the details they’ll also know I’m pregnant.
One of our children died this year. We have one surviving DC. We never wanted surviving DC to be an only child and they were a great sibling. We were also desperate for some hope/ joy/ happiness etc and whilst we know we could never replace our child, we could have a larger family unit again and provide our DC with a sibling. As I’m ageing and our remaining DC is growing up we didn’t want to wait too long because of the age gap and fertility.
Anyway cut to today. I’m late. Taken a pregnancy test and it looks positive unless it’s somehow faulty. I’m freaking out. I’d just started to feel comfortable with it being the three of us and was looking forward to some things that could enable- holidays, getting a dog, being more comfortable financially and the complication of feeling like we’re betraying the child we lost.
Maybe I don’t want this? I remember panicking after falling pregnant with my first so maybe it’s that normal reaction, combined with grief? I don’t know what I want and I feel sick. There’s no way this is a faulty test?