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No Questions Please

Okay, 24 weeks y'all. I do not want to talk about how much longer. I do not want to talk about how this is a real actual baby that is going to be born.

A friend had a baby yesterday. I went to visit her in the hospital today. Did you know new babies are that small? I felt nauseous and a bit freaked out. I am aware that it is too late now.

I have some time to get used to the idea of another baby in the house......

24 weeks

Comments

karrie said…
My new baby was anything but small. You look great, Abby. :)
Annie said…
some time...better get a move on sister! And Payton is tiny...so tiny...i was afraid to break her!
alimum said…
you really do get more beautiful each week.
Abby said…
Thanks ladies!

Some time...three months. I am sure we will be okay. Just every once and a while the reality hits and I think, "What were we thinking?" Of course the past indicated to me that we would not be having another one and if we did it would not be this soon....

I figure the last time I had 18 months to get used to the idea of another baby. Then the 9 months of pregnancy. This time, not so much....

I went into Babies 'R Us yesterday. That was a bit overwhelming. Not only that, but I saw these other women big pregnant and I felt bad for them! You know, not only did they look uncomfotable but they were soon to have a new baby as well. Talk about denial...

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