The first thing to remember when you find out that you are pregnant is that you are lucky; many women struggle with fertility issues and have trouble conceiving a baby. A child is a precious gift and you should be grateful for that gift.
Look, I'm trying to be graceful when people congratulate me and you want me to suck up and thank God for his sick sense of humor? Let's look at thing number one I would not have bought if I thought I was going to have more children: THIS HOUSE. And so much more.
Groan.
Thinking about logistics like diapers and day care and completely ending what little bit is left of my social life and all that is overwhelming to the point of headache.
But when you strip the practical part out of it, I'm like, squee-ish. But not lucky. Hell no, not lucky.
I'll be lucky if no stranger ever approaches me and says, 'How wonderful! When are you due?" I think I'm going to answer that I'm trying to win a bet that will pay my child's college tuition by not answering that question, or something equally snarky, because when you're not all filled with shiny about it, it's easier to just find the whole thing bizarre and hilarious.
It's also possible I've been hanging out with Jenn too long.
