I heard some great news from a friend yesterday. She's pregnant. Tina is my neighbor and friend and our kids are just a few months apart; she is now expecting #2 just a few weeks behind me.
I went over to her house today so the kids could play and we could chat. Gusi loves going over there because they have a dog, and the dog is great with Gusi. So, while the kids were playing Tina and I started reminiscing about our first days home with our new babies. The sleep deprivation, fatigue, tender breasts, problematic breastfeeding babies, sleep deprivation, the feeling that we never got out of our pajamas, the lack of oral hygiene, the crashing of pregnancy hormones, the crying in the middle of the night, and last but not least, the sleep deprivation.
We both laughed and decided that some sort of amnesia must occur for parents to want to go through this again. Clearly the amnesia lasts long enough to want to get pregnant again but the memories come racing back once you are. I suppose that's how mother nature intended it. I'm just happy to have a friend close by who is also going down this journey willingly for a second time.
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