Oh my goodness, looked what happened!

Holy moley!
Isn't that just the prettiest thing you have ever seen? After a few early morning hours pondering if I should make the quest into the bathroom to test for the ten thousanth day in a row, I saw what I hoped I'd see every previous morning. That beautiful BFP!! (Big Fat Positive) Now the worrying can truly begin. Is everything ok? Is the baby healthy? Am I eating healthy? How am I going to manage 2 kids? (I already have a beautiful 2 year old son) How am I going to continue working part time with 2? How am I going to handle another labor? I can't go back to my old doctor....I need to get a new doctor! Where is this new baby going to fit in my tiny house....I need to get a bigger place! I need to condence all my stuff, my son's stuff, my husband's stuff...AHHHH!

I've only known I was pregnant for like 2 seconds and already the thoughts come rushing through my mind. I hope my sanity survives bitty baby number 2!