Oh so fat...

You know, women have to go through all the crap in life- periods, boys, men, pregnancy (and it's aftermath). When do we get a break? I have truly enjoyed being pregnant both times, however I now remember that in the last couple weeks of being pregnant I have been ready for it to be over. I would, by no means, say that I am miserable, but I am ready to not be pregnant anymore. I feel fat, although most say that I don't look like I am ready to have a baby. That is good news. I am ready to be able to sleep without my back and/or sides hurting, without getting out of bed to pee at least once, and without waking up hungry at 3:00am. I am not looking forward to getting up throughout the night, again! What were we thinking? I know it's a little late now, and no I would not ever give him back, but really, a 2 year old (obnoxious and high strung) and a newborn? Daycare costs, hello! Oh well, too late now. I know that sounds harsh, but really, shouldn't we have thought about this a little more? I know Ryan will come on Thursday and he will be the best thing since Reid, and I won't be fat anymore!

Time Marches On...

I am so happy that as more of our friends have children they are having the same feelings that I do. It is not easy for any of us to admit that our parents are right, but one thing is for sure- until you have children of your own you will never have a full understanding of when parents say that time goes by too fast. Reid turned 2 at the beginning of May. That in itself is hard for me to believe, I can remember the day he was born like it was yesterday. All the trials and tribulations of having a new baby seem so distant, but the memories of him being born as still vivid. Today we were at the doctor for my almost 38 week visit. We had the option of moving the induction up to this Thursday or Friday or keeping it at next Thursday, the 18th (seeing that he doesn't come on his own before then). We decided to wait it out. Was it the right call? I don't know, but I guess it can't hurt anything, it's not like we can put him back if we change our minds. On one hand it makes me sad because our time with just Reid is dwindling and I hope that he adjusts well. On the other hand, how lucky are we to have 2 little boys in our lives! So what's the rush? I guess I figure that the longer I keep little Ryan in my tummy, at least I know where he is, he is safe, and let's face it, while you are pregnant time never seems to go by fast enough! So next week it is, unless Ryan has plans of his own.