Things change.

You know, if you told me five years ago that I’d be married and have a child, I’d have thought you were insane.  If you told me I’d be happily breastfeeding when that child was nine months old, I’d have collapsed on the floor with laughter.  If you told me I’d be nursing one and pregnant with another, I’d have put my tinfoil hat on, since it would have been obvious that you were an alien and very, very dangerous.  Hell, if you’d told me five months ago that I’d consider nursing through a pregnancy, or at the very least taking my sweet time getting the first baby off the breast, I’d have told you to go do something anatomically impossible.

And here I am, knocked up and in no hurry to wean.  And happy about it.

What’s up with that?

This mom thing is a wild freaking ride.

1. What’s up with that? Fate, I think It’s a funny old world, isn’t it? 

   Posted by Ith  on  06/25  at  02:55 PM

2. If someone would have told me I would be 40 and pregnant AND HAPPY ABOUT IT, I probably would have been hauled off to jail for bodily harm.

   Funny, innit?

   {hugs}

   Posted by Margi  on  06/25  at  03:47 PM

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