With our next child due in a mere 27 weeks I've started to get scared. I'm scared for the sleepless nights and jealous older sister. I'm scared I won't have the patience I had with Kenslee because it won't be new anymore. I'm scared of a lot of things, but one of the biggest scares I have is love. Before we had Kenslee I knew I would love her. I fell in love with her before she was ever born and I fall more and more in love with her everyday. My heart is so full of love I honesty don't know how I'll love anyone as much as I love her. Parents out there with more than one kid, I'd love to hear if you had this same fear and how you can love all your children the same. I'm scared to death I will play favorites and one of them will end up resenting me.
Anyway, to give a visual of my love, I drew some pictures.
First, here's my heart before Kenslee:
As you can see I still had room for love in my heart.
So, when Kenslee was born, she took up all that space:
In fact you may notice she caused some of my love for the Eagles and Phillies to shrink. Oddly, Pizza got bigger.
So, here's what I fear when we have another child:
My heart will explode. The next child will take up too much space, causing things to shift, and eventually my heart will start to leak. There will Pizza and Eagles and Blogging all over the place. It's not going to be pretty.