Well, as though Whatsit Jr. weren’t enough to keep us occupied these days, I seem to have gone and got myself into a family way again.
Even though this one was as planned as planned can be (I even started insulin shots three months ago in preparation), I’m still feeling just as nervous and scared and excited and panicked as last time. “We need a bigger place! A nicer car! We’re not ready! Yaaaaarrrrrrrrgh!” Although, everything miraculously seemed to work out last time, so I am optimistic.
Now I just need to figure out a Doper name to assign the new one! MiniWhatsit? BabyWhatsit? Decisions, decisions…
The due date is sometime in late February so I guess I have 8 months, give or take a few weeks, to pull myself together.
Congrats! And since MiniWhatsit was planned, you can’t use the term a friend of mine uses for his third, Baby Oops. (Although I like Scotticher’s suggestion of Whatsitoo a lot, too.)