I'm impervious to guilt... from certain people. I came to this realization this morning on my run, staring at my babe and thinking that I could never do this again. Well, I guess technically I COULD, but I would never want to. It might kill me.
Don't get me wrong: I love the stuffin' out of her, and we have some pretty great times together
...But there will be no repeat performance. I always tell her I love her - I'm over the moon for her - she's the cutest thing I've ever seen - but this isn't happening again; this baby thing was a one-time-only deal.
Just like during pregnancy where everyone who's ever been or has ever known anyone or seen anyone that was at one point pregnant - they all give their opinions, solicited or (usually) not. It's the same with babyhood: everyone provides their own opinions, whether you like it or not. Like how you'll always regret not having at least two.
See that face? That's an adorable face, right there. I really think she'll survive without a sibling. I really believe that she'll get along just fine. She can have sleep-overs. She can have friends. Maybe she won't be the best at sharing toys because she'll lack a sibling, but I think we can cross those kinds of bridges when we come to them.
Besides, I don't really want to have to divide my time between my Love, my babe, AND one more. Undivided attention - that's where it's at (for me). Tim and I won't have to split up and each go to one activity ("you go to his soccer gave, and I'll go to her ballet"...or whatever).
So I don't really feel the need to explain myself. I am allowing myself to not feel guilty about what other people say that might make me feel bad. Now, I need to work on me - how do I not guilty myself? Stupid expectations; that gets me every time.
Don't get me wrong: I love the stuffin' out of her, and we have some pretty great times together
...But there will be no repeat performance. I always tell her I love her - I'm over the moon for her - she's the cutest thing I've ever seen - but this isn't happening again; this baby thing was a one-time-only deal.
Just like during pregnancy where everyone who's ever been or has ever known anyone or seen anyone that was at one point pregnant - they all give their opinions, solicited or (usually) not. It's the same with babyhood: everyone provides their own opinions, whether you like it or not. Like how you'll always regret not having at least two.
See that face? That's an adorable face, right there. I really think she'll survive without a sibling. I really believe that she'll get along just fine. She can have sleep-overs. She can have friends. Maybe she won't be the best at sharing toys because she'll lack a sibling, but I think we can cross those kinds of bridges when we come to them.
Besides, I don't really want to have to divide my time between my Love, my babe, AND one more. Undivided attention - that's where it's at (for me). Tim and I won't have to split up and each go to one activity ("you go to his soccer gave, and I'll go to her ballet"...or whatever).
So I don't really feel the need to explain myself. I am allowing myself to not feel guilty about what other people say that might make me feel bad. Now, I need to work on me - how do I not guilty myself? Stupid expectations; that gets me every time.
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