I worry daily that I won't be a good enough mom to two kids. I worry that Paisley will have a rough transition. It makes me sad that she won't remember the almost 2 years that we've had by ourselves to bond. And I'm terrified about how I'll handle the sleep deprivation this time.
But I'm equally as excited to see this baby's face. And to give Paisley a sibling that she will hopefully grow to adore. And to feel that our family is complete finally. Oh, and to be able to walk across a room without being winded or lift my child without having to heave her over the mountainous bump.
|The belly is seriously growing larger EVERY single day. I'd be a liar if I didn't admit that I'm terrified about how this child can grow 5 more weeks in there!!!|
I cannot believe that I only have 5 more weeks at most until this baby will be home with us. That's 35 days, people! And as much as I'd like to continue this pregnancy, I have a feeling my belly would eventually just bust open from the growth inside!