Such a bitter sweet evening. On one hand I can't wait to see this new little baby I've been harboring for the last 9 months and on the other ... I think of the time I can't dedicate to my other 3. It's just saying "your individual time with me is now even less, so tough" I hate that about this but then there is so much to be gained from a little sister, they learn a little more responsibility, to possibly be more patient with one another as there are 4 of them and one of me, how to love and be careful for a little baby all their own and so much more.
I hope they don't get overwhelmed with a baby that's so little and doesn't want to play with them (yet,
anyways) I'm nervous, can ya tell?!
I hate that I'm gonna have surgery and they have to be oober careful not to climb on me or give me body slamming hugs.
I'm gonna be exhausted and blissful with a new baby and maybe they'll think they can't have their mommy back?!
Blah! It's late, and I have to leave my csection in 5 hours ...
Let's see if I can pass out a bit.