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Me and DH are mid-30s, together half our lives and have 2 DCs at secondary school. We had them young, worked hard and now have a fairly comfortable life.
I told DH I wanted another baby 4 years ago and he told me he didn’t want any more kids. I was devastated at first, but I got over it. I asked him if he wanted to get the snip, but he said no, so we have used condoms since.
Then 2 years ago we had unprotected sex whilst drunk and I got pregnant. DH wanted me to have an abortion, but it ended in MC at 6 weeks. It was awful, but again, I got over it.
We had unprotected sex (again whilst drunk) this month, and I’m now spiralling into obsession that I might be pregnant.
It happened around the time I usually ovulate, and literally every single time we have had unprotected sex in the past, I have ended up pregnant.
I cannot stop thinking about it and my period isnt even due til Friday/Saturday. I’ve already done 2 tests, ordered more and obsessively googled evap lines, I’m stalking TTC forums I have no place being in, looking at BFPs, BFNs and DPOs and constantly symptom spotting. I feel like I’m going mad cos it’s not even statistically likely we would have conceived, and I will find out soon enough anyway.
So as the title suggests, why am I so obsessed with a potential pregnancy when I know DH won’t want it and I know life would be easier if we didn’t have any more kids? Why does DH have unprotected sex with me when he doesn’t want any more kids? Why do I also do it knowing the potential heartache involved?
Deep down I know why; I still want more. It’s driving me mad. I honestly thought I had gotten over it and made my peace with it all and learned to appreciate the freedom I was gaining as DC’s got older, but I guess I was just suppressing what I really want because it doesn’t align with DH. Plus my friends are starting to have kids, which breaks my heart as much as it fills it up. I also would have loved to do it again with parents our own age.
Don’t really know the point of this post. I’ve buried my head in the sand, ignored the impasse my marriage has reached, been stupid, and now it’s all catching up to me. I suppose I’m looking for any words of wisdom or similar stories to learn from.
If you’re still here, thanks for reading. Let’s hope I’m not pregnant, or I’ll once again be faced with the consequences of my own actions!