I had to persuade DH that he really did want to do it all again and finally he relented.
We got pg 1st month of 'trying' - stopped trying suddenly as we had a chickenpox scare - I haven't had it then DD was exposed at nursery - she didn't get it in the end. By rights then I shouldn't have got pg so I guess it was just meant to be.
I found out whilst on ski holiday in Canada. Had what I thought was AF start on the plane (breathed sigh of relief as meant I could still enjoy a few beers on hols) then realised that it was an implantation bleed. I still skied, in fact did some of the most difficult skiing I've ever done but still cut out the alcohol.
Since getting home and going back to work I can only feel guilty - guilty about needing some maternity leave again (God knows why as work isn't exactly a happy environment just now), guilt about the effects on DS (4) and DD (2), and how the hell are we meant to go on these great holidays with 3 kids in future. Also I'm dreading the reaction when I tell people no3 is on the way.
I really feel I've screwed up but can't quite figure out why none of this occurred to me before it was all too late.
I'm only 7 weeks so early days yet and no doubt hormones all over the place but any reassurances would be welcome.