Jen P here, I’m happy to report that Jennifer gave birth yesterday to a healthy baby boy! Addie is now a proud big sis to Greyson! Best Christmas present ever!
I’m a ticking time bomb. Literally a walking water balloon that could burst at any moment. I’m more than 38 weeks pregnant and with every step wondering I’m going to go into labor. Mentally, I’m already there.
But I need to slow down and savor these last few days. These are going to be the last few days that I have as a family of three. My husband and daughter get my time and I’ve gotten used to this lifestyle over that past two years. I love it. We’re able to focus on her and only her.
Every night we both give her a bath. We both read her a story and give her ample snuggle time before saying “night, night” to the moon.
Every morning we both take her to daycare, get her hands washed and wish her the greatest of days.
Every weekend she’s my helper at the grocery store, making sure those Harris Teeter cookies are safe enough for all to indulge in.
Every day we sing together in the car and gab about our days, then promptly have a dance party in the living room to Thomas the Train’s intro song when we get home.
Each and every day is for her and only her.
We always had plans to expand our family, but almost instantly after getting pregnant I felt a twinge of guilt of having a second and taking time away from her. Over my pregnancy I’ve gotten over it and become extremely excited about broadening our brood.
As I savor these last few days of focusing my love and attention on her, I do look forward to bringing home her baby brother and seeing her interact with him and (hopefully) shower him with sweet kisses, peer in on him as he snoozes and just love him.
I look forward to having a little hand grasp my finger, seeing my husband snuggle a sleeping newborn, the small coos of a sweet mama’s boy.
I know the next few weeks are going to be a blur, but I hope I have enough sense to pause a few times and take in our new life as a family of four.
It’s going to be amazing and who knows, by the time I’m fully adjusted, maybe we’ll be pregnant with number three.
Smarties, what kinds of emotions did you have when you expanded your family? What tips do you have on managing a toddler and newborn? Hop on my hormonal rollercoaster and share please!