I’m feeling ready for #2. Today I was cleaning out Lamb’s closet (the mountains and mountains of clothes, 99% of the bought by my MIL). I’m so ready to know if I’m having a girl or a boy so I can either KEEP or sell/give away/donate the clothes. Not to mention all the baby crap. I’m ready. I’m ready to not be storing it all because I’m waiting. I AM SO READY.
Except for that whole….. I am a bridesmaid in my best friend’s wedding in the end of October in Virginia and I live in Texas kind of thing……… and if I actually got pregnant in March that would mean a early December baby. And they may not even let me fly. So. So. So. *sigh*
but then the other part of me is like, but what if I have a miscarriage, what if something happens……….
here I go again, trying to “plan” for something out of my control.
Adam seems on board. He does. I’m just ready to stop waiting and start the active clock you know……….
I know Lamb would be a killer big sister. She’s a pretty amazing kid. Gentle. Hilarious. Loving. Helpful. Respectful. Playful and silly. Inquisitive. She would nail it. Though I know it would also be sad for her. Very sad for her. She is very very very very very *very* attached to me and I know she would have a hard time letting me have some “alone time” with this hypothetical baby.
In the the meantime, I’m finishing off this botabox…….