Gulp. I'm due in 85 days. That's like kinda soon. And the midwife tells me there's a good chance I'll go early since I had Spencer 2 weeks early. So, now we're talking about 60-some days, which is only like 2(!) months. It's starting to sink in and I'm feeling the need to begin the preparations pronto. Or not.
I'm obsessing over the baby stuff buying decisions. Or, maybe procrastinating is a better word. There are things I know I'm going to need almost immediately like a double stroller and a baby carrier. Things I want like a glider. But, instead of just buying them and being done, I just go to websites and look at things and never buy them. Partly the economy is to blame - moving and fixing up a place sure does cost a lot of money and I hate to continue spending. But, also, I'm paralyzed by the very idea of baby number 2. There's no stopping it now, but the more I prepare, the closer it feels and the more scared it makes me. I did make some progress today. I bought my birth kit for the homebirth
and I called to reserve a birthing pool. Unlike the first time around,
it's not the birth that scares me, it's the child that comes with it.
Moms of 2 or more keep telling me how hard the transition is from one to two. They get this look of pity in their eyes for me when describing it. And frankly, it scares the crap out of me. How will we do it? Life is hectic enough already with one. What were we thinking? I know we'll manage. Everyone does it. But, so far, nobody's really been able to offer any reassuring words other than "you'll make it through". Gulp.
If you have any reassuring words, recommendations on gliders, slings or double strollers, and/or advice on dealing with a VERY clingy two-year-old, the comments are open for business!
