Happy New Year, Everyone!
I can't believe we're already in January. Time is flying. I'm nearly 32 weeks pregnant. Bella was born two weeks early, which means this baby could be here in a little over six weeks if things are at all similar to my last pregnancy. Can you say "SCARY"?!!

With the last pregnancy, I wasn't nervous at all about the prospect of having a baby. I was thrilled. I was prepared, and when Bella was born, it just felt like a natural transition. This time, though, I'm petrified. Trying to get both babies to sleep on my own, being by myself most of the time with two little ones, not having a car and being stuck outside of the city... These are all daunting challenges that lie ahead. What's really been on my mind, however, is how is my little Baby Bella going to handle all of this and will I be as good of a mom to Baby #2 as I am to Bella? I spend most of my time with my little girl. She is my world. She is my life. How will she take it when I have to divide my attention between her and another little person?

Will she feel betrayed? Will it hurt her little heart? Will she throw more fits? Will she withdraw, or maybe she'll just want to be my little helper and fall in love with her sister at first glance (I hope I hope I hope). Then I worry about Baby #2. I know I won't be able to give her nearly as much attention as I have given Bella, and I know she will be fine, but what really boggles my mind is how am I going to love anything as much as I love Bella?

How is that humanely possible? I know it is. I know parents love all of their children equally (or at least, that's what I've been lead to believe, even though I know I'm my mom's favorite ;-)), but it's just unimaginable for me.

So, for those of you that have already been gone through this situation, how did you get through it and do you have any tips for making the transition easier on the first born and on a really sensitive mommy? I know we'll get through this, but I have to admit that the entire thing is a big mystery to me - one that will only make sense after it all transpires.