...as my friend?
She is pregnant with her first and I sat with her yesterday through lunch listening to a big lecture about parents who plonk their kids in front of the TV and how wrong it is, how she is going to be the perfectly rested mother getting by on 8hrs sleep a night with a perfect baby that never screams or cries and will be in their own room upon discharge from hospital?
I smile and nod along with her now as any advice I offer is brushed off with "my baby will be different".
BUT... I do remember a time when I would think and say exactly the same things and prattle on about how DS would be wonderful and I'd show everyone how easy it was 
Now I'm pregnant with DD and it has crept back again. I keep imagining myself floating around with one in a sling and the other patiently and obediently walking by my side, both playing nicely with each other 24/7 and sitting like little angels while mama has her hair and nails done....
It must be the hormones, right? Me and my mate need the naive slapped out of us, don't we?
(non-alcoholic of course
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