|Our very subtle baby announcement came a month|
before we moved in to our new home.
I was hoping to use this as an opportunity to write post upon post about being pregnant, and waiting for baby. But honestly this time is a lot different. Our whole situation is different. We are just as excited, but there is no time for naval gazing and reading about baby names when you have a house to complete and are trying to keep a toddler from climbing the drapes. We haven't been as social and I'm not working outside the house; so there is no one to ask how I'm doing or if they can touch my belly. I am not having a baby shower and there is no long registry. I haven't been as good about eating a high nutrient diet or doing my prenatal yoga. There is no birthing class or pile of Mommy Magazines.
And part of me feels really guilty. I really thought it was going to be a magical little time, like it was with Jellybean. And I wonder if some how this little boy is just getting gypped. I know he will be just as health and loved as Jellybean, but I do still worry that some how it is effecting him. I guess part of my job as a mother is to worry about these things. But really I just feel guilty, and sad for him.