It's been 2 months since I found out I was having my 3rd son. I'm doing quite a bit better than the first time I posted her (with the help of a therapist and daily Prozac) but I still have my moments. We've named the baby and I feel like I've accepted I will only ever be a mother to boys but my excitement over the pregnancy/baby hasn't returned at all.
My friends from church have planned a baby shower for next weekend. I really don't want to have it but I didn't want to hurt the feelings of my very generous friends and both my mom and the therapist talked me into it. The problem is the closer it gets the more nervous I get... I seriously feel sick thinking about opening all that blue and having to fake loving it.
Has anyone else felt similar when celebrating a baby? Any tips how to get through this?