Almost there, 22 more days to go. This pregnancy never lagged for even a minute. I feel like somewhere between September and now we hit a time warp and showed up in April trying to make ourselves feel ready for another baby.
I just looked back over my mixed up blog of Hank pregnancy, where I understood infinitely less about the risks and complications I was facing than I do now, oh to be so blissfully unaware of what is coming our way again. Maybe a little fear is what second babies are about. I feel a small (sometimes large) amount of guilt over my reluctance to give up my little family of three to become a family of four. I keep trying to savor my last weeks being just Hank's mom, and having only him to focus on. I also keep telling myself, surely this time will go much smoother, if for no other reason than we already have gone there and made it to here.
It is amazing to me all that our family has done in the last two years. When I was pregnant with Hank, we were newly weds, living in our little high rise studio apartment planning all sorts of things that did and didn't happen. I never thought at that time we would make such a leap and move three more times, once across country or at least northern hemisphere, change jobs, change schedules, change everything.
I think I am now rambling for no good reason because I should be in bed, or at least in the shower on my way to bed. Family photos to come soon I promise!
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