I guess with a 13-month-old, a recent move, my husband's new job and now a promotion, and selling our old house, I realized today that I haven't really had it sink in yet that we are expecting another. I have hardly had time to think about the new baby aside from taking my prenatals and watching what I eat. I think back to my last pregnancy and how it was so consuming of my thoughts.
I laid down this afternoon to take a short nap, and I realized I hadn't yet even spoken to the new one! So I had a little conversation and told him or her all about his or her big sister and daddy. Just funny how different things are the second time around.