So we kept things positive last time, with my 5 Reasons my Pregnancy has been easier second time now I’m playing devils advocate…what if I’m just being naiive and stupid?
Been there, done that!
Oh no, it’s all coming back to me now – how on earth am I going to do all that again and with a toddler?!!
There is no time for fortnightly pedicures and pampering. No regular massages. No classical music is being played to bump, no yoga, pilates or aqua classes are being taken, no reflexology or acupuncture to speed things up (in fact, stay in there a little longer – I still have things to sort)! This time I am mearly an oven doing it’s job with no time dwell or congratulate myself, there are too many other jobs to finish first!
Tired…oh so very tired!
When the end of the day arrives, when dinner is eaten, laundry is folded and pots and pans are put away…BED is the only thing I can think of, on a really good (or really bad) day I might even manage to climb in for an hour at lunchtime too!
Here’s the biggie – we are all plagued by it. I already feel guilty for bringing a baby into the family to take our attention away from Ted which is ironic because number two is happening quickly because I felt guilty at the thought of Ted not having siblings! Then there’s the baby, they will never have the 1:1 time Ted has been treated to, will we know and understand them as well? Love them as much? The questions are endless and unanswerable – I guess we’ll just plod along and do our best, as ever.
It’s not all OK, what if they never sleep? What if they don’t like us? What if Ted struggles? What if I’m too tired to be any good? What if I can’t handle two? What if, what if, what if?? Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!!