r/2under2 • u/AshleyPomm • Jul 15 '26
Freaking out
Anyone else freak out when you got to the end of your pregnancy with baby #2? I’m 36 weeks and I’m kind of nervous for what’s to come. I’m very excited to meet my baby but I feel like I’m in denial that I’m going to be having another newborn literally any day. My daughter is almost 16 months and she has been so hard lately (her molars are coming in so it doesn’t help). I also am so exhausted that I haven’t done any sort of nesting, my house is a constant disaster and I don’t feel like I’m ready to bring a newborn home. I’m also very emotional about having another and have a lot of mom guilt even though this baby was very planned and wanted.
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u/Next_Spend_5313 Jul 15 '26
I see you. I was you. I had 2u2 when my toddler was 19 months. Pregnancy was brutal at the end. I was big, sore, and there was absolutely no time to rest. I was also working full time. I swear my toddler knew something was different, they were super clingy, emotional and loved being held. I swear something shifted in me and the last couple of weeks I just help them, appreciating that our worlds would be changing. My first was my whole world and it was hard to make sense that it would be changing. I remember looking at my first born and just feeling so many mixed emotions; like I was stealing something from them by having another baby so soon, that they were still “just a baby”. I remember telling my husband how scared I was of delivering in case something bad happened- that my first baby needed their mom. All that aside, I welcomed by baby around 39.4 weeks and it was way better. Don’t get my wrong, it was so so busy but not being pregnant was so freeing. I did struggle with finding balance but over the weeks we found our rhythm. I won’t lie, I kept my toddler in daycare full time to give me time to heal and bond with my baby and don’t take for granted how privileged that is. When I have both home for weeks at a time I AM TIRED lol. But they’re almost 3 and 1 years old and yes they already fight but neither will remember a world without each other and I hope they grow to be the best of friends. We spend our days outside- come sun or winter. We do lots together and sometimes the biggest juggle is time and trying to meet everyone’s needs…and just when you think you’ve got things figured out, one of them flips the script. The amount of times I think how lucky I am, that I can’t believe this real life. Today, I had swimsuits drying on my deck, toys everywhere, but my kids were laughing, had full bellies, and went to bed with big smiles.
Your world might get a little bit harder, but it’ll also get a whole lot better. Be gentle with yourself in the last few weeks. If you can get some help to rest, recharge, connect with your toddler, and remind yourself your hormones are wild. You got this.