Spent the afternoon with a Mommy friend and her son. She's one of the Mommy friends I have who I feel I can lean on for venting and/or advice on breastfeeding or co-sleeping or generally anything attachment oriented.
Her son is turning 2 next month and I'm blown away by how far we've come along as parents.
We seem to be a bit seasoned. In no means are we veterans but gone are the days where we're just winging every moment. Now there are quiet moments in between.
We are both waiting to hear about the impending birth of our other Mommy friend's number two.
She's way overdue so any moment she's ready to pop.
6 months ago, when we found out she was pregnant with number two, I recall how I felt like I still didn't feel back to my old self. The idea of giving my body over to incubate another human being again seemed out of reach. Mentally, I also didn't feel ready. I mean two kids with different personalities and schedules and needs all under 2? Holy moly.
All around us parents are having their number two and I will admit I think both DH and I have in our own time asked fellow parents how it's like. I think it's fairly scary and I don't think emotionally we are ready but I'm starting to feel physically I may feeling more like myself.