Yep, it's all real and it's all happening. Chesworth Junior 2.0 will be arriving on these shores around about Hallowe'en time. Philippa is delighted, Mathew is nonchalant and I personally am surprisingly pleased with the whole thing. I know I've been a bit flippant and noncommittal about the idea over the past few months, but I think that was just a bit of justified fear. It's a big thing to consider, bringing a child into the world and taking responsibility for it, and in a way I think it needs even more consideration when it's your second. You already know exactly what's involved and you have to seriously think about whether you want to go through it all again. I don't mean that in a negative way, but I think you really do have to think about these things before you just crash on and bring about another life. Too many people just lose themselves in the fun and emotions and gooeyness of it all and don't tackle the further ramifications such as increasing populations at a time when we're running out of space to grow food, or forcing an 80-year lifespan on another being when the coming decades look like being the most challenging that Humankind has ever faced. There's also the very real fact that a great number of things can go wrong during pregnancy, all of which can be dangerous for the woman and/or unborn child. Complications are not commonplace, but you have to be aware that they can occur, and when you're a bit of a worrywort like what I can be, you have to realise that you're setting yourself up for months of anxiety while you wait for a successful labour, followed by years of anxiety while you navigate a (hopefully) successful childhood. As any parent who is worth their salt will tell you, though, the good stuff far outweighs the bad, and I am genuinely thrilled that we're doing it all again!
Now I just have to be patient for 7 months or so until I get to meet him or her.
RC 15-3-22
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