But I am seriously panicked about having 2 kids. I feel like life is finally manageable with Paisley. She's in mother's day out now which gives me some free time. She plays on her own some. We all sleep through the night every single night. This girl of mine is super funny and awesome to be around.
Yet I'm about to re-enter the "all-I-do-is-breastfeed-and-listen-to-a-baby-cry" phase of my life. And I didn't exactly love it the 1st time when I didn't have another child to take care of. I'm particularly dreading it now. Even though I know it will pass and I'll have another child that's going to be fun to hang out with. And it will be interesting for me as an only child to watch a relationship between siblings.
My scan today estimated the baby to be at 9 pounds but my doctor thinks he/she is bigger than that by feeling around on my belly. Plus, the abdomen of this child is already over 40.5 weeks which he's worried increases our chances of shoulder dystocia. Just not worth the risks of attempting a vaginal delivery. And I mostly don't want to be induced only to end up with an emergency surgery. So, it's a done deal. Even if I go into labor tonight (cue the freaking out), he's still doing a c-section. Good that it's not a question mark anymore.
We know we're lucky to be parents again. This has been such a hard road and the ending is wonderful. We're just feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment with the thought of caring for 2. Such a huge shift in the household again. And I don't know if the washing machine can handle another newborn puking all over every item of clothing we own!