Currently 30 weeks with number two. With my daughter I had an app on my phone telling me she was the size of an avocado, I'd bought a full newborn wardrobe by 20 weeks, I cried at every scan.
This time I keep forgetting I'm pregnant until I bend down. I haven't bought a single thing. I feel horribly guilty about it, like this baby is already getting less of me.
Did anyone else feel like this and then fall head over heels once they arrived? Or is it just a different kind of love?
