We get this question a lot. This question used to bother me. A lot.
Mainly because of the guilt I would feel as the unedited response in my
head went something like, "Are you freaking crazy?! Why would you even
ask that question? I can hardly keep it together with one, who, by the
way is not even one!" I felt as though I was less of a woman or mother
because I could not even fathom the idea of a second babes. That is
until one of my best friends had her baby...
Monday, March 10th,
roughly 7pm. A text came in of the first family picture with my bestie's
newborn. Something started flickering in me. A little light of
nostalgia. Yes, despite my dislike for the newborn stage, a part of me
was a little envious. Now, don't get me wrong. By no means was this a,
"Let's get busy on baby numero dos." This was more of a, "I can fathom
the idea of having another one."
So, if you are in that stage
where the thought of another child strikes fear and panic, that's okay.
If the thought brings joy and anticipation, that's okay. If you are like
me and are slightly warming up to the idea, that's okay. If you have
no desire for another and are just chill, that's okay. Wherever you are,
whatever your feelings may be with the idea of adding another minion to
your pack, is perfectly prefect for you. Tell that guilt monster to
take a hike and give yourself a hug for being the best parent you can
be, right now.
Coming up: how I probably made my first child the weird child
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