I’m back in the city again, waiting for grandson #2 to arrive.
It’s an exciting time, for sure. Yet I want him to stay put for just a few more days until we wrestle all the items off the “to do” list.
But the truth is, no one ever is completely ready for a first baby to arrive. The thoughts of will I survive labour, and do I know how to be a good mother and will he be okay, all swirl around and tend to occupy every cell of the brain.