Looking for some words of encouragement/support. DH and I tried for a year for a healthy pregnancy. I always wanted children, and I still do, but now at 29 weeks with #1 I am starting to feel scared and weepy. I keep looking at my beautiful husband who I love so much and I’m scared of what the baby will do to our relationship. I love holding hands when we walk, and I keep thinking about how a stroller will put a stop to that, and I love cuddling at night in our bed, but if I’m constantly breastfeeding, how will I feel close to him? It’s been just us for seven years and it feels like the end of an era and I am mourning. Today we switched around our bedroom to start to make room for baby stuff and it really triggered something in me. And it’s not just about our relationship. I am mourning my childless self. Will I ever feel unburdened again? Will I always worry? Will I ever get to relax and veg out on the couch? I treasure my couch and TV time so much. I know it seems trivial but I’m really concerned about how I’ll function without my downtime. Without the full weekend days of puttering around and cooking while watching an entire series on Netflix. Please don’t shame me. I’m grateful to be pregnant with a healthy baby, but if anyone out there has or is experiencing similar feelings, please say so.