Does anyone feel differently the second time around? I remember being pregnant with my daughter and all my thoughts of the future had this bright hue of summer sun for a backdrop and I imagined 3AM feelings as always being this magical bonding time. Now that I've been through it all once before, the sun's glow is toned down a bit by reality. I know some of those mornings are gonna be me praying he/she eats just a little faster because I'm crazy tired. Anyone else experiencing this same thing? It's not anxiety of the unknown anymore, it's anxiety of the KNOWN.