I've been struggling with a lot of anxiety this pregnancy. It's been hard to pinpoint why. Sure, the daily stresses of handling a toddler, balancing the budget, paying bills (so many bills), getting it all done, and trying to take care of myself add up, but I couldn't understand why I was having such a hard time, struggling to catch my breath all day long. Then today I cried...a lot. I don't cry in the primal sense a lot...I cry at things like cute videos and heartwarming stories, but not that bubbling up from the pit of your stomach emotional crying that's raw and real, but today it came. A lot of people have said to me, in an effort to be comforting, "Don't worry, Gracie won't even remember a time when it was just her..." I totally and completely get why people say that, and on some levels it's a wonderful thing, but it also makes me so sad. For the past nineteen months we have poured our heart and soul into this sweet little miracle we nev