The kids and I just returned home from the grocery store. A little trip that is always full of smiles. No meltdowns, ever. Which is nice. However today's spree turned many heads. Not because the kids were crying or because they are ohh soo cute or even because the cart was overflowing with kids and groceries. People kept saying "oh my, you are going to have your hands full." As if I don't know this. As if I haven't spent countless nights wondering how we are going to survive.
My conclusion is that we can do it. Even if she's a screamer. Because really, that is my only fear. Simply because Mason and MJ have been such perfect, no-colic, no-fuss babies. Then again, maybe the stares are the result of my belly looking more like 30 weeks pregnant. Not 24 weeks. Which would put these girlies much closer (yes it could be closer). And oh god, I have all summer to go.