Nervous wreck

I’m about 6 weeks along, just found out on Monday, and had it confirmed on Tuesday. I am an anxious person on any given day, but in the last 7 months my life has really taken a turn for the better; AFTER it fell apart. I kicked my husband out in the middle of December 2020, and I met my boyfriend two weeks later, by happenstance. It definitely was one of those serendipitous meetings! We both fell hard and fast, and have been together, happily, ever since. I have lost a little over 100lbs since December, and am thoroughly happy. I am nearing the end of my divorce, finally, and am working over 60 hours a week. I took the test to appease a coworker because I had been complaining for a few weeks about my breasts being sore, and was a week late. I freaked the hell out when the first test came back positive within SECONDS! Freaked even more with the second one. I immediately made an appointment for the following day. I had been actively trying for a baby for the past 13 years, with only pseudo pregnancies (ghost), with the most recent being in March. He and I weren’t planning on trying at least until after my divorce is final, nor were we trying to prevent it. I am over the moon happy, and want to tell the world, but so scared too. It still feels so surreal. He is happy as well, but he said he won’t be excited until after the 16 week mark. Which kinda takes the wind from my sails. I see his point, but this is my first child, and his second. I feel alone, and unimportant. I understand that some of this is hormones, but the rest is me being an over thinker. I am alone in suffering with this anxiety? I worry about how his daughter, who is 15, is going to take the news. I worry about SO MANY things that are beyond my control, and feel as though I have no one to talk to about it. He tries to listen and help, but, alas, he doesn’t do well with emotions. Lol. If anyone has any tips or tricks to help with the anxiety, I’d love to hear them, and thanks for “listening”.