Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Wow, I'm 38 weeks. Every once in awhile I get a panicked feeling and I think, "oh shit, he could come any time". I haven't really had any signs of labor and that's ok as long as little guy doesn't plan on being late.
Mostly, I'm trying to wrap my head around how I am going to juggle a 14/15 month old and a newborn. I know we will get into a routine (eventually) and it will all work out- it's just that beginning, hormonal, sleepless time that I'm scared of. I'm also not looking forward to that look I know Emily is going to give me when I'm holding her brother. I can't help but feel a little guilty that she won't be getting all of my attention anymore, but I know she will love having a little brother when she's older.
Thankfully, we have Steve's parents across the street and they are going to be a huge help. We took a trip to the store this past weekend to get Emily some toys and baby proofing supplies for their house. They have offered to take her for two mornings a week for the first couple of months to give me some breathing room. It definitely makes me feel better knowing we have a little bit of a plan to work with!
13 days (holy crap)!