I've been desperate to have a second child and me and DH were about to start IVF. I found out I was pregnant in December and immediately started to feel guilty about how it will affect ds, who will be just 5 when this baby arrives, all being well.
I have started to think that we should have accepted ds being an only child, as I am now 40 and worrying about everything that can go wrong with the pregnancy and how it will affect my body (I got away lightly with ds, no stretch marks, norks back to how they were before after 13 months of bf).
I just don't understand why I'm in a state of dread, almost, rather than elation. Has anybody else felt like this or am I just a weirdo?