23 weeks pregnant. TTC seems like a distant memory to me. I sometimes miss taking tests - I asked Adam the other day if I should take one lol, he said it would be a waste of money - but of course I had to anyway. I am still a member of a few ttc groups on fb and I feel sadness every time I see someone else’s negative test- not long ago that was me. Negative month after month and resenting everyone else’s positives. It was so hard. We only had to try for 10 months between Callums loss and this pregnancy, but it seemed like forever. Before Callum we tried for years, but that didn’t seem nearly as long a those 10 months after he was gone.
I sit in the nursery for a period of time everyday - I just reorganize cloth diapers and refold clothes that have been in drawers for almost 2 years. I charge the baby monitors and change the crib sheets (because the cat keeps getting them furry). I pick out first outfits, knowing I will change my mind before she comes because I will buy her new ones every time I go shopping. I feel so prepared this time, but occasionally catch things I am missing… like, we have zero socks! Not even one pair. How did I think I was prepared for Callum with no socks?! At least he was a summer baby and maybe wouldn’t have needed them, but this one being born in December/January will definitely need socks. I do have some awesome crochet booties and some baby uggs though. :-)
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