It is impossible to imagine my life with another little one. Another person to love completely another clammy little hand to hold, a new little person to get to know.
How can I love another as much as I do the first? Will I have a favorite or will it all make sense the moment my baby is laying in my arms.
I ask myself these questions and think it over carefully, uncertainty is looming and I can’t quite get it together.
Looking at my three year old who has a wonderful way with words he tells me with the biggest smile that it will all be ok because the baby is stinky. Well there is some truth in that I am sure but I think he missed the point, the thing that I can’t get my head around is my heart is it big enough for two?
The pregnancy progresses and this baby grows each day I feel a little flutter and remember it all over again but it’s different somehow – I’ve been here before.
Gentle little movements happen more and more each day and with each tiny movement I feel closer to this baby, I wonder what they will look like and how they will be.
Two little shadows will follow me very soon and two little hands I will hold, two tiny people to share my life with and watch as their own lives unfold.
Our hearts shall beat as one.