about having a second child.
Even though I know it's so normal to have a second, and that it will be so good for Loo in so many ways, I worry about how he'll feel and how it will change my relationship with him. Will he be sad? Will I have enough love for both of them?
I'm guessing these feelings are normal but it is still kind of bumming me.
Despite the challenges and outright annoyances of mothering all day every day, Loo is good company! We're such a little team, a twosome. I love what we have, and I worry about changing it. It will never be the same after #2 arrives.
I don't remember my mother pregnant with either of my sisters. However, I do remember how she "disappeared" after the babies came home. I remember feeling so alone and unimportant. I so don't want Loo to feel that.
And yet, siblings are part of life. It's so normal to have them and everyone survives.
Mentally, in my brain, I know this will all work out. But in my heart, I can't help but worry.
At the same time I'm feeling all this, I'm starting to love this little heartbeat in my belly.