butterflies

I can feel the little one kicking! Little tiny flutters, off and on all day, as if she were a tiny mermaid, flicking her tail against the inside of my belly when she turns. This is so damned exciting ... it kind of makes up for the nervousness I've been feeling about how we're going to manage with two babies under age 2, what it's going to be like to give up any semblance of my childfree days. No question, having even one baby has changed my life as I know it, as the cliche says. But with just one, I can still manage a trip to the mall or the grocery store pretty easily with Daniel, or have a long bath in the evenings, or take off alone for an evening with friends from time to time. With two, it's not going to be so easy. And that makes me nervous. My mantras of late: "Plenty of other people in the world do it." And: "Hey, at least you're alive!"