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"Excited"

October 25, 2018

When hubby suggested to me that we should have a third, I wrote a list of pros and cons.

 

And if you know me, that will be no surprise at all.  I'm nothing if not practical.

 

So, the very short list of pros - 

-sex is fun (sex is actually NOT that fun when it has an agenda tied to it)

-naming babies is fun  (naming babies IS fun, agreeing on names isn't).

 

Oh, and it wasn't on the list but I do think families of 5 look better in photographs (is that a thing or have I been spending way too much time on Instagram???).

 

The list of cons - massive.  I'm not even going to go through them for fear of having my unborn child pre-removed from my care...but as I said, I'm practical, and going from 2 to 3 is a massive jump (ask Britney Spears).

 

Anywho, the point is I'm honest, and I'm ruled by my head, not my heart.

 

So - now that I'm 36 weeks, there is a common question that I get asked - 

 

"You must be getting SO excited???"

 

Ummm….kinda?

 

I don't know about you, but for me the word excitement doesn't spring to mind when I think about child birth, or after birth, or the fact that I'm going to be a sleep deprived zombie for at least the next 6 months.

 

Excitement is not a word for a person who is about to juggle a highly emotional 6 year old, a mummy's boy of a 3 year old, alongside the constant needs of a newborn.

 

Excitement is not having my nipples torn to shreds, while wearing a pad the size of a surfboard, and sitting on a rubber ring.

 

Excitement is many things, but for this third time mum, it's probably not the best 'describing' word.

 

Don't get me wrong - I am grateful, relieved, intrigued, amazed and curious.

 

But I am also nervous, and acutely aware of what is about to hit.  Plus, I always like to keep expectations low.  The lower the expectations, the lesser the fall.

 

So, feel free to ask me the question, but don't expect me to burst into a rainbow of sunshine and go all gushy.  I'll leave that to the first time mums ;)

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