I was looking for a specific photo on one of our hard drives and ended up falling down a baby Ana sized rabbit hole. Next thing I knew, I'm crying at the computer and my 5-going-on-13 year old is telling me "STOP! I CAN'T HEAR MY SHOW!"
With our "due date" being tomorrow, I'm down to my last bit of time with Ana as my only babe. I'm not super worried about loving new babe or about Ana being a sister, because she's going to be great at it, but it hits me hard that I have to share her with someone else. It's been the two of us, most days it's been the full 24hrs, since her entrance earthside, so I guess I'm just mourning the fact I'm going to lose that constant one on one time.
I'm excited, I'm ecstatic, I'm nervous, I'm scared, and I'm sad. It's crazy to try and balance these last couple days of pregnancy and I have to be the first to admit that I haven't done the best job at accepting them and coming to terms with them. I've kind of just been really cranky and quieter which is my very unhealthy way of internalizing my anxieties and trying not to put them onto anyone else. So don't do that.
But seriously. Hopefully when baby comes, she's still just as willing to help me put bandaids on when she notices I'm bleeding and helps me with literally whatever I need help with (most of the time) and still asks ME to color or play Lego's with her, even when sister is probably more fun. She's been my bff since the beginning and even though I'm excited for her to make a new one (I know my sister is mine,) I'm sad at the slight loss of camaraderie.
So, Mama's of two, give me all your stories about transitioning from one to two. I'll take them.