So would it be cliche of me to say that this pregnancy is going by really fast?
I’m already half way through. In another 4 short months, I am going to meet this little bundle of
joy sleep deprivation and count ounces of liquid gold and hear the whoosh whoosh sounds of the pump – a sound that is permanently burned in my mind.
This little girl has a big brother just waiting here to meet her. Hearing BabyBird talk about he is going to have a sister and that the baby is growing in mommy’s belly brings tears to my eyes. I know at the ripe age of 2 he cannot fully grasp the concept of a sibling and how much his world is going to change. We talk about her constantly to get him used to the idea that he is now the big boy and there will be a new baby in our family.
I stare at these baby pictures of BabyBird when he was just 8 months old and all I can see is this little boy looking back at me negotiating his snack choice or asking to stay at the park for 5 more minutes.
I also can’t help myself but try to imagine just what this little girl is going to look like. You see, I never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would have a son with dirty blonde hair like his daddy. I always just assumed that I would have dark hair babies that looked more asian – because my genes are supposed to be the dominate ones. But instead I am looking at a miniature version of my husband.
My hopes for this new bundle is to cherish the newborn moments, because they are fleeting. I will be exhausted, this is a given. But now that I look over at my 2 year old, I miss those baby days and the snuggles. I stare at baby pictures and wonder how time moved so quickly and yet so slowly at times. So remind me in 4 months from now when I am writing about the struggles of how to get my 4, 6, or 8 week old to sleep longer stretches that those days and weeks will pass. Sleep will come – eventually.
Soon enough I will have two little people running around my house, chasing each other no less. The sound of two sets of feet on the hardwood floor and two little mouths to feed. And I will be exhausted beyond words but oh so blessed at the same time.