Well, I'm into my third trimester. I'm finding this pregnancy experience quite different from my first and from the chats I've had with various mums I meet at the school, it seems to be the same for many other mums.
For one, I haven't had the time to think and daydream about Number Two as much as I would like to. This is because Number Two has a demanding big brother. Looking after an active 4yo is a full time job and I don't get any off days EVER. Even if I'm sick, I'm on the job. I'm on call 24 hours a day, 365 days a year in this job.
I also don't the luxury of a maid and driver, the way I did in Jakarta when I was pregnant with Connor. Then I could afford to nap and daydream and flick through endless baby books, safe in the knowledge that housework was getting done and the driver could be sent out to do some shopping on my behalf if needed. Here I've had to do it all myself. It's a good thing I refused to have a full-time maid when we moved back to KL because this means I'm used to doing the housework by myself. Just gotta do it more carefully and a little more slowly now as I have a bump to think of.
I don't know if this is Nature's way of watching over me but I'm feeling a lot more energetic with Number Two. I haven't needed the many naps I needed with Connor. I didn't get the morning sickness I had with him. Maybe because my body knows I can't afford to be as tired as I was first time round. Or maybe because the body's been through it once, it knows what to expect.
I feel guilty that I haven't been thinking as much of Number Two as I would like to. Mummy takde masa, sayang... I usually only think and talk to the bump at night after dinner and after Connor has been put to bed. That's the only time I can do it.
Well, not long more to go before Number Two arrives and I'll have to adjust to taking care of TWO babies! Three if you count Dear Hubby. Hehe.