DS has just turned 1 and I have just gone back to work. He is lovely but his sleeping is a nightmare and I am finding it really difficult to concentrate on getting back into work in my sleep deprived state, let alone keeping on top of all the house work etc.
Yesterday, after a week of feeling distinctly under the weather and very tired I took a pg test just "to put my mind at rest" and low and behold I am 5 weeks pregnant! I am still breastfeeding and my periods have been very irregular (they only came back at all at 8 months) so I hadn't really been paying attention to how late it was.
I know this is entirely my own fault - we took a calculated risk. Last time it took us nearly 2 years to have a successful pregnancy, so DH and I decided this time we wouldn't use contraception at all, as we didn't want to be kicking ourselves for not starting earlier if we found we had trouble again, esp. as I'll be 37 this year. We had planned to start trying in the autumn and had just been trying to avoid "fertile times" for the time being (the opportunity and the motivation coincide that rarely these days that it didn't really seem to be an issue), but last month I threw caution to the wind, and thought "oh what the hell, what are the chances".
Now I'm wondering how the hell I'm going to manage. I know it's early days and there's nothing to say things won't go wrong like they did before, but I'm already feeling sick a lot of the time and I'm dreading how I'm going to feel working, looking after DS, keeping house all at the same time if it's anything like last time (I was sick for 5 months).
This doesn't really require a reply, I just had to tell someone and vent my angst on someone other than DH, who is being very supportive, but is probably feeling exactly the same.
Argh!