My sweet little boy is 21 months old today! He woke up in a terrible mood, and it’s pouring down raining and we’re carless today, so we’ve basically been stuck inside and in X’s case very grumpy! Tonight we’re having his favorite–noodles–for dinner and I’m hoping he’ll be my bright and cheery sweet boy once he wakes up from his nap.
In other news, despite lots of braxton-hicks contractions, feeling tired no matter the amount of sleep I get, feeling like a total whale and the crazy acid reflux, I really am enjoying this pregnancy a lot more than I did Xander’s. I think part of it is that I now know how demanding a newborn can be, and I also know that I have a soon-to-be two-year old that doesn’t stop unless its nap time. Even though newborns are cuddly and once I have this baby I’ll be able to once again sleep on my tummy, I’m also reminded that Liam is going to be 100% dependant on me. So, I want him to keep living his little life on the inside until his due date–something I did NOT feel with Xander. I got really impatient and wanted him to come ASAP, just like every other first time mom.