Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Home Sweet Home
We made it home from the hospital this afternoon. I had asked lover boy to please not rush me out of the hospital, if I felt like I was completely ready to go home then I would, but otherwise to please understand that I might just feel like staying. He was really good and never complained or anything so we stayed the extra day. I'm sure he would've rather come home and slept in our bed and had our fridge to raid, but didn't mention one word about it; it was all about me...which I of course love.
You know, as most parents who have a child I'm sure will admit, we face a fear about loving the second child as much as the first. I really was concerned about this, especially being in the situation that I found myself. When I first became pregnant, it was of course a total and complete shock. I wasn't sure where lover boy and I were going, if anywhere even. I resented being pregnant quite a few times. I started to worry that this little being inside of me would sense it and tried to convince myself to be happy. When I didn't think about the opinions of others or worry about what situation looked like from the outside and just took it one day at a time I started to feel excitement. Then I felt guilty and worried about little princess. How this would all affect her...I was on an emotional roller coaster. I love little princess more than anything and felt that, regardless of what others said about not worrying because you will love all your children, either I would have to share my love for her with the baby or that I would just love her more. But of course when he was laid in my arms the love amount of love that I felt I could give doubled. I instantly felt an amazing power take over me.
What a fun time we have had just spending a day in our home as a family