Take Two

It's been a while since I've written a proper post. Rather than blogging, I've been spending my time sleeping more, eating more, and feeling more under the weather.

Yep.
We're expecting!
Again.

The score is about to be tied.

I'm already noticing so many differences between take one and take two. It's not as glamorous the second time around. Not that it was especially glamorous the first time...With the first pregnancy I was so careful to a) read and b) follow all of the rules. This time, not so much. The prenatal vitamin doesn't seem worth the side-effects; the cold-cuts are too delicious to pass up; and I'll start a new exercise regimen if I feel like it, thank you very much! Also, I haven't scheduled a single prenatal appointment and I'm not really planning to until they can tell me the sex of the baby. Then it'll be worth it to let them invade my privacy again.

It's not that I don't love you, Second Baby. It's just that...I've done this before and being pregnant has lost its romance. This time around it's just plain annoying. I'm not glowing; I'm green in the face and half-asleep all day.

I'm a second baby too but don't think that's going to make me try any harder to keep things the same as they were for your sister. You will be learning to put yourself to sleep. If it takes 2 hours of crying, so be it. I didn't do that the first time around and I'm still paying for it 14 months later. So I'll be snuggling your sister back to sleep after you wake her up with your crying because she still can't do it herself. Is that fair? Perhaps not. But it's how it's going to be. I hope you can take pride in the independence and easy-going nature you'll no-doubt end up with. I do.

And you, Big Sister, I keep telling you that we're going to have a smaller baby to take care of in a few months. You're either not grasping the concept or are in complete denial. Probably some of both.

and also a little bit proud :)

I won't stop loving you even if this baby is cuter and cuddlier, but I will be spending less one-on-one time with you. Don't worry, we can still read and snuggle and take walks outside. We'll just do all of that with another baby too. I'm warning you now: You won't be allowed to drag him/her around by the foot like you do your stuffed elephant. I hope you enjoy being a care-giver and learning to be a responsible example-setter for your little pal.

So we're excited. And a little bit nervous, naturally. I'm hoping to potty-train E this summer so that we don't have two in diapers. We'll see how that goes. And lest you think I would actually snuggle one baby and let the other cry, let it be known we have already started sleep training with the big sister to-be. I'll write about that adventure in a later post!

To those who say we're having children too close together, I say: Kate Middleton can do it, why can't I?