So I am pregnant, things happen. I think this is a blessing in disguise. Or so I tell myself every 10 minutes for the last 48 hours. We were going to wait till DS was a little older but now we are not. Everything happens for a reason.
Right now at this exact moment I am excited, I can't wait. DS is beeping around the room being cute, sharing his water with me, not making a mess and being a perfect boy and so I want 100 more. This afternoon when he wouldn't nap, was grumpy, bitting everything and throwing fits I was not so excited and thought OMG what am I going to do. I imagine this journey will be like that for the next 20 years or so.
Dh is so happy, even this afternoon when I was going to kill something he was in a good mood. His face lite up like the flash bulbs on the red carpet when he finally figured it out. More to come on that later.
The first time I was terrible about keeping up a journal, but I think that was because I tried to do it with a pen and paper and I just can not write as fast as I can type. This time I am going to be good about it. I want everything. The second kids gets left out of everything as least this one will have my pregnancy journal.
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