In a lot of ways this pregnancy is the same as my first. I’m one season off from when C was born in January, but able to wear 90% of the maternity clothes I bought the first time around. Even in the three years between them however, I’ve forgotten some things. Now that I’m almost 6 months along, every day I remember things like “oh right, this heartburn won’t go away for the next three months”, and “yes, actually having a burrito for lunch is a federal emergency” (this happened this weekend, the real burrito I wanted was 30 miles away but I sacrificed and had one from down the street). I’m not sure if the fact that I’m carrying a girl makes a difference. She hangs out in different places and is only active certain times of the day – C was a monster kicker and also would do some really amazing booty dances when in utero.
Every day now C and I talk about baby sister, how he’s going to help and what it may be like when she’s here. The fact of the matter is that, I don’t really know how she’ll be. Though I’m better prepared this time around for having a newborn, I’ve never had a newborn AND a 3 year old to contend with. C will want to play outside, go to the park, the library, etc., and for a little while, we’ll have to just hang around the house. He likes to snuggle with me in the morning, so how will that work? Fortunately, he’s been very sweet playing a music box for her up to my stomach, and talking about how he’ll help feed her milk. I’m under no impression that every day will be a joy, but I hope the fact that he’s a little older will help him adjust. As an only child myself I can only assume how it’ll be.
But know it’ll more likely be something like this:
I guess we’ll find out for sure in about 16 weeks!