Yes, we chose this baby, we want and love her more than anything. But when she arrives everything will be different. Forever. Every time we go past the theatre and see a play we'd like to go to we say "oh we must book tickets" and then realise that we won't be able to go out at the drop of a hat anymore.
And whoever said "hell is other people" had a point. Or perhaps it should be "hell is mother people". Everyone seems so keen to tell us horror stories of screaming babies, sleep deprivation and life being fundamentally altered. And yes, if course I know that these things will happen from time to time. But I am desperately trying to keep hold of the love we will all share, and the wonderful things we will do. They don't tend to be the stories people tell so much though.
HaHa! We had so many conversations about life being different and worried that we were so happy as we were & the baby would perhaps change us & we'd miss our old life! Two months in we're finding of course it's different but really life / conversations / the future changed as soon as we made the decision to start trying. As soon as we met him i felt like me but with an extra depth. Everything we do suddenly seems like it has a purpose, including having a bit less sleep, the washing and all of the other things people gleefully warn you about. We keep waiting for the terrible bit to start!
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