This is me 1 year ago. Just had my second baby boy. Happy and proud but also very anxious. Anxious about the days ahead as a Mother of two. Not knowing what to expect.
I had this unsettled feeling inside me. Holding my newborn, I just wanted to speed up time and pass the infancy stage. It sounds strange, but I just wanted to get to a point where he wasn't so fragile.
Sleep deprived, for sure.
This is me a couple weeks ago. Settled into our family routine. Got the Mother of 2 thing down, only to be shaken up by the upcoming arrival of a new baby. Still sleep deprived, but not only due to mommy duties but also because I'm now a college student for the second time.
At times I definitely still feel a bit anxious about what my future means, but for the most part I'm comfortable with whatever is to come.