I am a 46 year-old woman who was happily married with two children. The oldest: my daughter, married with a house and two children. The youngest: my twenty year-old son
He worked a good job and had a steady girlfriend. He drove a nice truck and motorcycle. Without going into much detail, the latter part of his lifestyle tragically ended his life.
Now, I am alone in a house full of memories, five days of the week, while my husband works. I haven’t any work experience except home childcare.
Presently, I take care of my oldest grandson a couple days of the week and have decided not to work because of the loss of our son.
Knowing my biological clock is ticking, my husband and I have been trying to have another child. Currently, I’m on a prescribed antidepressant, which I have been taking for almost two years. I think I may be pregnant. If I am, I’ll have to to stop my medication…
Tomorrow, I’m doing a home pregnancy test to be sure.
If I am, my husband said its OK with him and it would be positively fine with me.