I don’t know how I’m adulting. I’m still as surprised I’m being trusted to run an entire household as I am when they let me leave the hospital with a real live baby.
I don’t know how I birthed one child and then let myself become pregnant a bunch more times, knowing what I’ll need to go through.
Omg yes!
My husband was just asking me last night if I would be willing to have a child again after my very "fun" childbirth last time.
I said I would but I would probably be hyperventilating in my 9th month.
He was in awe that I would be willing to get pregnant again knowing what labor might entail.
I don’t know how I manage to function at work and take care of all my daily responsibilities when I'm being woken up every few hours at night by my baby (I actually do know how…with Hashem’s help!)