I'm kidding...sort of. It's just that I am starting to wonder why on earth I thought I wanted 2 kids. I have such a nice life with my daughter and DH, we have a good routine, we all get our sleep & we have a lot of fun together. Now I am about to upend everything with a newborn. I'm going to upset my daughter's life and I'm worried about how she'll take it. She has a lot going on right now too - potty training, for one. How do I make sure she gets the attention she needs? On the flip side, what if I end up ignoring the new baby in favor of her? Not to mention that for at least 2-3 months, DH and I will not be getting good sleep. I have a history of PPD and not sleeping is definitely a big contributing factor to that. Just being pregnant, I feel like I'm barely hanging on. How will I manage with a new baby? I'm also worried about how I'll feel about the new baby. Do I have room in my heart for 2 kids? I sure hope so, but I just don't know.
Why did I think this was a good idea? Because I sure thought so last summer when I got knocked up. Well, thanks for listening to my rant!