Probably tomorrow I'll be sick as a dog and regretting even writing this.
When I think of my second child (!) it's still mostly hypothetical. It's very very hard to believe that it's inside me right now, that its gender is already determined, and that in a couple of months it'll be making its presence felt in person. What on earth will Monkey make of something banging on my tummy from the inside? Will he be worried that the baby can't get out? Will he have a clue what we're actually on about when we say there's a baby in there?
A couple of friends are pregnant with their second babies, and I'm hoping that as they get (even) bigger and then when Monkey sees his friends becoming a big brother and big sister, I'll be able to explain what's going on and he'll understand more easily and be more likely to accept it as normal when such a thing happens in his house.