So I’m 28 weeks now (7 months) although the midwife thinks I’m a week ahead-oh boy, this is likely to be one big baby! The pics above are taken a day apart. Yes really. Front on, some folks are still suprised I’m pregnant-side on-hello BIG BUMP!
Please ignore the fact the kitchen is in total chaos 2 days in a row. You see it was for the purposes of dressing the set for the photo. Nothing to do with the fact the cat weed on the cushion covers thrown on the floor waiting to be chucked and the cleaner was on holiday. Nothing.
Right, I don’t know about you other Preggie Sue’s but it’s starting to ACTUALLY dawn on me that I will soon be having a baby- you see the problem with fairly easy going pregnancies means you have to remind yourself you’re a) actually up the duff and b) you’re not a surrogate and will soon be raising a little person. Sure enough, I will have 2 little monkeys. TWO. And it’s going really quickly. And, and, and…I’m a little bit scared.
Niggly concerns keep running through my mind (usually before that golden hour pre sleep) on how I’ll cope, whether toddler O will take to his new brother OK, or you know, try and kill him like I did with my own brother, tipping him out of his moses basket before scratching his eyes out when he was a wee tiddler.
I have lots of family nearby this time around and the support I lacked due to distance with Oliver but I’m still pretty scared. I shudder at how tough those first few weeks/months were and how hard sleep deprivation really is.
Despite those ‘wonderful’ memories’ (and don’t get me wrong, in all seriousness there were lots and they keep on coming) it just feels like the unknown again because we have a child already-a beautiful, active, super talkative, ‘I need constant stimulation’ toddler (help).
It just feels like somehow, this time is the first time, all over again.
Any tips much appreciated….
Photographs ©Vicki Psarias-Broadbent.