Monday, March 25, 2013


Sometimes I feel brave. After all having a baby is something I've done before. Sitting in the doctor's office the past few weeks I've felt brave and confident, perhaps even nonchalant about the coming birth of my second child.

But tonight I am not so brave. I'm plagued by the unpleasant and even traumatic memories of my only childbirth experience. Sleep is replaced by every tiny detail of birth, recovery, and 6 months of sleeplessness.

Truth be told, tonight I am anything but brave.

1 comment:

KimiK said...

And that's ok. You are loved and you are not alone. I love you and proud of you and I know you can do this. For me, the second was easier than the first. May your second experience with this miracle be more better ;)