These days the latest news is all about engagements, weddings and babies. Talk of exams, universities and graduations belongs to a different set now. We are growing up!
I was sorting out baby clothes given by a friend over the weekend, and as I was folding up the teeny tiny shirts, pants and onesies... it started to really hit me hard "I am having a boy... my goodness a BOY!!!".
The thought of being a mummy to a little boy is still something I'm learning to comprehend. Sometimes in my illogical moments, I wonder to myself "Can I really be pregnant? Maybe it's all in my head and I'm just going through a fat phase". Of course with my burgeoning belly, this sort of illogical thinking is becoming increasingly easier for my mind to discard.
An old childhood friend of mine recently became a father to a baby girl. Heaps of congratulatory messages were flying all over Facebook following the official photo release. I paused over an especially artistic photo of him cradling his little girl in his arms. I was bubbling over with happiness for him, yet at the same time was still struggling to reconcile that picture with my mental image of him as a scrawny kid in Sunday School with his signature spiky hair and goofy grin.
But I imagine someday soon this will all become the "new normal" and I may even find it hard to imagine a day when I was not a mummy or when we were all not mummies, daddies, uncles, aunties (or even grandmas and grandpas).
So here I go, learning to embrace the New Normal!