So, if you haven't heard, I'm expecting my third child at the end of next June- wow- writing that out actually makes it seem more real. To be honest, I've had such mixed emotions about this whole pregnancy and often question it's reality- LOL! I guess it never truly sinks in until you hear that heartbeat (or at least that;s what seals the deal for me). I've always wanted 3 children, but was so hoping to wait until Little Man was more like 3 before conceiving again. I think I'm in shock really. I also kind of feel snotty for "complaining." Conceiving easily truthfully is a blessing that I know I should not take for granted. (I have yet to plan one of my pregnancies and at the risk of giving you TMI, let's just say that this one was also a "ONE-IN-A-MILLION" shot). "The fruit of the womb is a reward," right?
To be honest, I'm scared. I was just getting use to mothering two (yes it took me a full year to get there), and the thought of three is somewhat terrifying to me. I'm really hoping the old, "Transition from two to three is easy-peasy," is actually true. My children will be 3 1/2, 20 mths, and newborn- nothing sounds easy about that to me! But it is what it is, and I'm looking on the bright side of knowing that I won't have to put all the baby stuff away only to drag it all back out again. This is the last time I will have to get out the maternity clothes; the last time to endure the fatigue of the first trimester; the last time to wonder what kind of little person is growing inside me; my last labor; ok and so to be honest, the finality of it all also kind of saddens me...
So I apologize for the mishmash of thoughts and run-on sentences in the above post, but that's kind of where my brain is at this point in time... Prayers, good vibes, and thoughts are much appreciated!