It’s been slow going around here but we’re finally getting into the swing of things. I think it’s really starting to hit home that this baby is coming whether we’re ready or not. I had been kind of laid back about it all. I started clearing out the room and that she and her brother will share. I stopped because I got distracted by other projects. I have sorted through baby clothes from her brother to get ready for her. Some things that are really light and neutral will work for little miss.
Here’s where my reality check started kicking in:
- There’s baby shower talk buzzing among friends.
- My husband and I sat down this weekend and started prepping our list for things we need to begin to get ready for her arrival.
- Then, I went to my HR department at work and had the maternity leave talk yesterday.
Yes, now it feels really real! I still am not jumping on the train of buying clothes for her. Give me another month or so for that. For some reason, I feel like I’ve got plenty of time for that. My big issue right now is worry. I worry a bit about being a mom of two. I wonder if she and her brother will get along. If my baby boy will feel replaced. I wonder if I’ll have a favorite. I wonder if I’ll give each of them enough love. I’m told it all just works itself out. I’m sure that’s true. I’ve already got a case of mom guilt though. I know my son is used to being the center of our world and now he’ll have to share that stage. I’ve never had a sibling so I don’t know how this transition goes. I’ll be counting on my husband and you ladies to walk me through it. Is all of this normal or am I crazy? Feel free to go with crazy.