“Are you so excited?!”
That’s everyone’s first question when you tell them you’re pregnant. I’ve heard it a lot recently, as I’m expecting my second child in June. And I know the response people want: “Yes! I am thrilled! I can’t wait to do it all over again!”
Unfortunately, I’ve never been a great liar.
The truth is, I am not excited. Hopeful? Sure. Grateful? Definitely. But excited? No way. How can I feign enthusiasm about launching back into life with a newborn, when I’m still haunted by the traumatic experience of my first time at bat?
Stephanie Gilman 