Thirty-four weeks with this little bean growing inside of me as of today.
What is the polar opposite of being ready? Because that is what we are.
It feels like acceptance of the entire situation just happened mid November, then the holidays happened.
Now that Christmas is over my mind feels less preoccupied with the needs of everyone else. I feel like can kind of start to wrap my head around welcoming sweet baby #3 into the fold. The nesting itch is coming on.
Accepting this has been a challenge. It was not in the plan. But I guess the best things never are.
What is the polar opposite of being ready? Because that is what we are.
It feels like acceptance of the entire situation just happened mid November, then the holidays happened.
Now that Christmas is over my mind feels less preoccupied with the needs of everyone else. I feel like can kind of start to wrap my head around welcoming sweet baby #3 into the fold. The nesting itch is coming on.
Accepting this has been a challenge. It was not in the plan. But I guess the best things never are.
