I love the BTB and I can see all over my son's face how much HE loves her. I am so happy for him, for her, for them and for our families. What a joy it is when your children are happy. So why do I still have little bouts of the blues? (I'm a little fragile, getting teary-eyed at almost anything.) I have a feeling that some of what I am feeling is not totally because of all the changes that will come with a new addition to the family. (I ordered a Christmas stocking with her name on it, so I am ready for the first Christmas!). I think some of it has to do with the fact that my middle child is in Miami and has to work on Christmas day. My husband and I have 2 aging parents, but we have chosen to go to Miami to be with our son so that he won't be alone. The BTB and GTB have not decided what they should do---there are 2 families for them to juggle now. So between not wanting 1 child to be alone, leaving 2 aging parents, not knowing if 1 of my 3 children will not be with us for the first time, and working through a couple of other issues, I am an emotional mess. Others have gone through these changes and more, and others will go through them and more. I know I am not alone. But this is the first time I have had to face it and deal with it. And I will admit, I worry that I will be the one who is alone when I am 89 and 90 because my children will be other places.
I'll work through it. And as my mother used to say to me, infuriatingly: You'll be fine..... and I will.
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