Hey ladies. I’m 10w5d and been pretty sick and exhausted all along. I’ve had one loss, then one healthy boy (who is now 4), so naturally I’m analyzing everything. Today I’ve felt great with no nausea and a burst of energy, so I’ve been catching up on cleaning the house, but then it hit me: what if something is wrong? It’s a little early for me to be settling into that second trimester feel-good, right? Ugh. Why is pregnancy so terrifying? My worst fear is having to tell my little boy that his baby has gone back to heaven. Someone please tell me an encouraging story. 😢