Thank you for the quiet understanding of those few with whom we've shared our fabulous news so far. I've gotten over the not planning ahead, to the point that weeks are marked out on the calendar, some travel plans are being reconsidered, and I'm daydreaming about floating - big and swollen - in the lake for at least part of the summer. Now I just get anxious as the next appointments come around the corner. I have no reason to suspect anything is wrong, and most of the time I don't think there is, but this nagging little worrier in me craves the confirmation that things are fine with this bean so much more than I did with the peanut. I miss the blissful ignorance of that pregnancy. And I do realize my reference pool is completely skewed since all the women on the AS support page ended up there out of terrible circumstances - so really I need to pull back from that a little bit every so often.
The fun and amazing and heart warming things I get to focus on now are plentiful. I think often about the intuition of children - how instead of wishing for tacos on a star one night my niece wished for a baby for Lydia; how on the way to music class last week Lydia tells me she wants a baby sister and a fairy. Hopefully she'll be okay with a baby brother if that is what's in store, especially since I can't do anything about the fairy. But watching her play with her little friends makes me that much more excited to have a sibling on the way for her. And she has all sorts of things to tell this little bean - stories about animals and snowmobiling and friends and great adventures. Her enthusiasm for pretty much everything is endearing and inspiring. Of course sometimes she is a stubborn, crazy little maniac - but she is two!
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