It's funny how things change the second time around.
The first time I was pregnant I was very interested in all things baby: baby clothes, baby blankets, baby shoes, baby accessories. If it was baby, I was researching it. The first time around I had the nursery planned and painted by the time I was six months pregnant. The first time I was pregnant when the baby moved I sat and waited and watched for hours, feeling and seeing every move. The first time I was pregnant I spent a lot of time wondering about what baby would like and dislike, what baby item that we needed in order to raise this being. The first time around I stalled at every body pain, wondering if everything was okay. The first time I was excited to meet our baby wondering just what having a child was all about.
This time...
This time I could really care less about baby clothes. I know baby will be dressed appropriately for his comfort and that's all that matters. This time baby will not have a nursery and I'm pretty sure his crib sheet will never match his bedding. This time when baby moves (which, incidentally, is ALL THE TIME) I wonder if he might take a nap anytime soon so I can rest without being pummeled in the belly. This time I am fairly sure that baby will like whatever baby items we have and will live without the newest accessories on the market. This time when I have an ache or pain I trust that my body is doing what it needs to do to keep this baby healthy. This time... well I'm still excited to meet this baby, that didn't change. But, this time, this time, I think I might be MORE excited to meet this baby. You see, this time, it's this part that occupies all of my baby thoughts. Because this time, I don't wonder anymore what it's like to have a child, I KNOW how amazing it is. I know what this little tiny creature living in my belly is going to turn out to be. I know he will walk and talk and have a personality all his own. The idea that soon, sooner than I realize, I get to see what he will be and what joy he will bring into our life is the best daydream in the world.
It's great the first time around, but it's amazing the second time around.
Loves to all.
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Being a first time mom is the best experience, but the second time around is so much more relaxed and you get to experience the joy so much more. You just put into words exactly how I felt the second time. Now the third and fourth time I was a little annoyed at being pregnant but very excited to meet baby.
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