i don't know you but i want you even more for that.

There are good things about second pregnancy. It goes fast. You already have tricks to combat nausea. You can skip the pregnancy books and focus on important things like why Paula said she wanted to hang that little American Idol boy from her rear view mirror? And why is that a compliment?

There are hard things. You forget how tired you will be. You wait just a little too long to make the switch to maternity jeans. Your husband may mention that this time around just isn't as exciting for him. And you find yourself worrying about this one a lot more than you ever did about the girl.

When you think about the first one, you remember the end. The gigantic-manatee time. Watching your belly do the wave. The early months feel long and lonely. You hear maybe one too many story about someone else's tragedy. You eat another Cadbury's. You place your hands on your swelling belly and say, "do something." Your wee small child, the size of a lemon, is quiet and still. What else can you do? You wait. And while you wait, you may as well have some entertainment in the form of your childhood self in a bad wig and an awesome jumpsuit. There, that feels better.