My husband and I had been ttc actively for close to 7 months. The past three months have been stressful l, and hectic. The second month of ttc I found out I was pregnant and then had a chemical pregnancy. I was pretty heartbroken. In September my husband was let go from his job. They downsized and a lot of people lost their jobs. He tried to tell me that he "thought" he was going to lose his job, but my husband is smart, amazing, and most of all so incredibly intelligent. He told me two days later they had let him go. I immediately asked if he wanted to stop trying. He did not. I ended up deleting glow for awhile and taking things day by day. Fast forward, I've been working insane hours. Our monthly ladies night was coming up. I knew my period was supposed to start in two days. I woke up the next morning and testing because I just thought I should. Mind you, I hadn't tested the last three months. It was right there. I was pregnant. And the first words out of my mouth we're "fuck, I'm pregnant". Not because I wasn't happy, not because this wasn't what I wanted, but because I have absolutely no idea how we will make it work the longer my husband is out of work. We had a really nice nest saved up and it's now being depleted. Instead of crying tears of joy, I immediately felt scared. Like this was god's cruel joke. But now that I've come around, I've realized I'm not even scared about the actual pregnancy. The first time I was so happy and so nervous I would miscarry and did. This time I'm not even thinking about it. I'm not even worried.  I know this baby will stick. Am I still worried about money? Yes. Am I still worried about when my husband will find his next job? Absolutely. But one thing I'm not worried about is this baby. That at least puts my mind at ease. Has anyone else felt this way after a miscarriage? Like you just knew that baby would be fine? Just venting I suppose!