Pinch Me, Please

Absolute disbelief!

I can't believe my pregnancy is half over. Where did the time go? I know, I know... this babe isn't even born yet and I'm in despair over the time gone already. (Know this though - you are reading a blog by a woman who cried at her first born's 20 week ultrasound because he had gotten so big since the 12 weeks ultrasound, that I cried, "he's grown so much already!") This pregnancy has been different from my first only because I'm so busy chasing a toddler around that I just don't have time to think about being pregnant. I feel like I reflected on my pregnancy and spent more time enjoying my growing belly the first time around. That makes me a little sad. Is this little one going to get short-changed in all things? Is that just the way it is for the second-born? Or am I worrying unnecessarily?

In other shocking news, we found out today that we're having... A GIRL! Wait, what?!! Yes, that was my reaction at the ultrasound. We were so convinced we were having another boy. We asked the technician to check two more times because we didn't believe it. When we left the appointment, Dr. Spacetime, wide-eyed and still in shock, turned to me and said, "Holy crap, we better start saving!" Haha.

It's going to be an interesting ride - 20 weeks until we shift gears! 

Happy Birthday, Fussypants!

Whoa! If Doodlebug's temperament at his recent birthday party is a sign of what's in store for his toddler twos, then we are in serious trouble!

We celebrated his second birthday last weekend with a cupcake on his actual birthday, weekend visits from his Nonni and Grammie and a small party at the Little Gym for his pint size friends. Granted that's a lot of activity for a little boy who rarely sees family and attends maybe two parties a year, but he was in serious fussy-over-stimulated mode. 

Doodlebug spent most of the hour-long gym party in the side room drinking juice and eating the frosting off the top of multiple cupcakes. He ventured out onto the gym long enough to grab all the mats out from under our little guests and yell "mine!" as he squirreled them away.

Once the gym activities were over and our guests were in the side-room eating cupcakes, Doodlebug played on the gym mats with his Nonni. As our guests were departing and the next party was waiting for the gym, he didn't want to leave. Of course!

We were a little embarrassed in front of our friends that our little guy didn't want to play with the other kids and that he screamed when we tried to get him to join the activities in the gym. Crowds have always overstimulated him. We know this, but I guess I was hoping a small gathering for his birthday would be different. It's not fair to expect him to take on different traits when the situation suits me. So going into Doodlebug's third year, as his personality is showing more and more of itself, his 2nd birthday party reminded me to let my sensitive little guy be who he is and cherish all his little quirks and sweet little boy feelings. We'll see what the year has in store for us. 

Positively YES

In shock. Excited. Happy. Nervous.

Here we go again! I found out a few weeks ago that I'm pregnant again. After being 8 days late and taking 3 negative pregnancy tests, we got a positive sign.

I'm glowing that mama pregnancy glow already.

So, here we go again... Our circus family is growing. I hope you will join me for the ride!

From One Mama to Another

Please don't be insulted if I don't sit next to you and your toddler at the cafe. It's just... Well, you see, this is my night out. This is my night to have a couple of hours alone to sit in a cafe and sip a glass of iced tea without my Doodlebug pulling at my pants legs, crawling into my lap or screaming for my attention. This is my night to think of things other than diapers and boogies; and to hear a song other than the Wheels on the Bus.

Your child is adorable. Yes, she is. But her screaming is reminding me that my child is at home right now and probably screaming, too (i.e. torturing my husband for having the audacity to think that a 21 month old should be asleep before 10 pm). And her standing next to me and pointing at my computer is reminding me that my computer is rarely mine anymore, but has become a (very) expensive toddler toy.

So please, please don't be insulted. The last thing I'd want to do is make another mama feel bad, but I really just need to enjoy having a personal space bubble for the next hour or so. 

From one mama to another... I won't judge you, if you don't judge me. Deal?

Stand in post...

.... so that I can work on the layout.

Fresh Starts

Archiving old blog...

Time to post the mommy thoughts I've been working on for a year!