Story timeeee (sorry super emotional)

I got pregnant when I was 18, the baby daddy wanted no part of my pregnancy. I was 26w gestation when I learned my baby had to many birth defects to survive till fullterm. A week later, I learned his heart was no longer beating 06/22/16. Fast forward to a few months ago. My bf and I got together (haven’t been together long) he already has a son and I’ve been dying for another baby. November 10th was the last day of my period. So we decided to start trying. November 28th i had a dream of a positive pregnancy test. I brushed it off. Then November 30th I woke up with an urge to take one. I had an extra from last month. So I took it, it was positive!!

Now I can’t stop thinking that, that urge was either my angel son or god telling me to test , because im so early along. Maybe they wanted me to know before all the important systems of the baby developed? I had no feeling like I’d get pregnant. Didn’t cross my mind once. I just woke up having an urge. I even thought to myself as I was setting up the stuff “it’s gonna he negative. So oh well.”

Now I’m 4w 2d :) first sono is set for Dec.31st 🌈🤰🏻