Oops… I did it again.
I’m ballooning. Eating my feelings. Freaking out. The sleepless nights are all too common. Oh and have I mentioned I’m panicking? I’m panicking. Everyone keeps telling me how the second time around the parenting merry-go-round everything is that much easier. Yes, I haven’t been worrying about things like having too much caffeine, forgetting to take my folic acid or accidentally bumping my bump like the first time around… nah, none of the cute first-timer stuff. But this time, the ride wasn’t just choppy – at times, it felt like it was simply out of order. A debilitating morning sickness that left me with sciatica, constant pain due to a broken tailbone from the first delivery, an umbilical hernia that only further limits movements and constant coughing (thanks to having a toddler in nursery) means that every time I have a fit, all of the aforementioned injuries kick in AND I pee, like,...
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