My daughter and son are 11 1/2 years apart. Not on purpose, it just happened that way. I guess I'm making up for it now, because baby number 3 is coming sooner than we planned.
I didn't find out I was pregnant until I was almost 10 weeks along. Nursing Jai caused me to not have a period. So the last thing on my mind was pregnancy. And although I know it only takes one time, having no sex drive and barely getting busy; what were the chances right?
Our plan was to wait until Jai was 2 years old before trying for another baby. But...everything happens for a reason. I wasn't exactly jumping for joy when the pregnancy test was positive. Anxiety hit and it was overwhelming at just THINKING about having two under two.
"What the fuck am I going to do? How the fuck am I going to function?" I work from home so I'll be home all day with a newborn, a toddler and work. I won't have any help until Dwight gets home from work and my daughter gets home from school. It will feel like I'm a single mother for 8 hours. And yes, I know what being a single mother is like. I was one. My daughter's father is like a solar eclipse. You don't see it often.
Guilt set in because I wanted to get more time with my son before another baby came.
I have always been a strong person, I usually work well under pressure, but this is a whole human who will have needs 24/7. I just hope I don't lose my shit. Other than trying to relax and taking things one day at a time, I guess there really isn't a way to prepare for two under two. These type of things don't come with a manual. You just have to go with the flow. And there's nothing wrong with that.
It's easy to become overwhelmed in thought, before anything ever actually happens. Keeping my chakras aligned will help. I just have to remind myself that everything will be fine.
It will only be hard of I allow it to be. Positive vibes!
It's a girl! (I bought these moccasins from Freshly Picked)
Well Jaida, March 1st is your estimated arrival. We'll be waiting...