This is going to be a stream of conciousness post...
Lately I've been going crazy with how adorable, fun, sweet, tender-hearted, silly, wacky, and just plain old wonderful my kid is. Sure, there are those moments each day where I angrily ask myself (and often him), "Why did you just do that!?" about something or other, but when I ask that, or my husband does, we both answer each other with, "Because he's two," and take a deep breath and hopefully try to handle the situation maturely and wisely. I feel like I'm constantly praying for parenting wisdom and we are never fully sure if we're doing the right thing in regards to discipline, but overall, things are going well here.
Baby C is constantly making his/her presence known these days because he/she is always on the move. It is fun to visibly watch my belly moving as this baby kicks the days away. We've talking to Burkley more and more about the baby coming, but if we push it too far, he either a) asks me to "open" the baby or b) gets upset and says, "No, no baby!" So, we walk a fine line with how much we talk about it or encourage him to "bond." He's much more willing to come over and snuggle and kiss my belly when he's not being prodded to (typical oldest child!), but he usually refuses to say any names we'd like him to practice, nor will he put his hand on my tummy to feel the baby move. We've had some good talks about how the baby is going to have milmies and he seems to be okay with that, as long as he can have some too. I tell him he can, but that baby is going to have milmies a lot more. I've been able to use the baby as a parenting tool too, (heehee) in regards to trying to get him to stop screaming or crying (when he's tantruming) because I'll tell him that it's too loud for the baby. He's great with being gentle (after a reminder) to me as far as kicking/climbing/etc., because he knows it hurts mama's belly. He's always kind enough to point out my growing belly too when I'm changing or getting out of the shower by saying something like, "Mama, BIG tummy baby!"
I'm looking forward to meeting Baby C and even looking forward to labor. I had a great labor with Burkley and I hope this one is even better. We are doing Hypnobirthing this time around and I'm both excited and curious to see the difference between that and the Bradley birth we had with Burkley. Either way, I am confident it will be a great experience.
It's interesting trying to mentally prepare for life with a second child. I've heard that the transition between one and two children is the hardest one of all. I find myself trying to stay in the moment quite often and be very intentional with Burkley as I think about how soon he will have my divided attention. He brings me so much joy and love that at times I can't imagine feeling that towards another little being, but at other times I know that logically this only means that my joy and love will be multiplied. Sure, I will be tired and frazzled at times, but it will be what it will be and I can choose to stay positive and hopeful. Sometimes I feel bummed that he is just getting to the age where we can really get out and "do" fun stuff in our community, but I wonder if we'll be able to do those things with a baby in tow. I'm so excited by all he's learning and doing lately and I don't want any of that to get shoved aside for the sake of the baby. But then I worry that the baby will not get all the love and attention that Burkley got in his early days because this baby will be sharing a mama and Burkley never had to share me. Then I stop worrying and know that this is life, this is family, and it will all work out, and I have a peace knowing that while it may have its hard moments, it will not be impossible and it most definitely can and will be wonderful!
I can't believe how big Burkley is these days, in size and in maturity. My baby is long gone. I hate to believe it to be true, but I know that soon my little guy will be gone too. But, for now, I soak it up and love him to bits.
And I love this picture of him trying to wait patiently for his hot cocoa to cool enough to drink it. Just had to share it. :)
Lately I've been going crazy with how adorable, fun, sweet, tender-hearted, silly, wacky, and just plain old wonderful my kid is. Sure, there are those moments each day where I angrily ask myself (and often him), "Why did you just do that!?" about something or other, but when I ask that, or my husband does, we both answer each other with, "Because he's two," and take a deep breath and hopefully try to handle the situation maturely and wisely. I feel like I'm constantly praying for parenting wisdom and we are never fully sure if we're doing the right thing in regards to discipline, but overall, things are going well here.
Baby C is constantly making his/her presence known these days because he/she is always on the move. It is fun to visibly watch my belly moving as this baby kicks the days away. We've talking to Burkley more and more about the baby coming, but if we push it too far, he either a) asks me to "open" the baby or b) gets upset and says, "No, no baby!" So, we walk a fine line with how much we talk about it or encourage him to "bond." He's much more willing to come over and snuggle and kiss my belly when he's not being prodded to (typical oldest child!), but he usually refuses to say any names we'd like him to practice, nor will he put his hand on my tummy to feel the baby move. We've had some good talks about how the baby is going to have milmies and he seems to be okay with that, as long as he can have some too. I tell him he can, but that baby is going to have milmies a lot more. I've been able to use the baby as a parenting tool too, (heehee) in regards to trying to get him to stop screaming or crying (when he's tantruming) because I'll tell him that it's too loud for the baby. He's great with being gentle (after a reminder) to me as far as kicking/climbing/etc., because he knows it hurts mama's belly. He's always kind enough to point out my growing belly too when I'm changing or getting out of the shower by saying something like, "Mama, BIG tummy baby!"
I'm looking forward to meeting Baby C and even looking forward to labor. I had a great labor with Burkley and I hope this one is even better. We are doing Hypnobirthing this time around and I'm both excited and curious to see the difference between that and the Bradley birth we had with Burkley. Either way, I am confident it will be a great experience.
It's interesting trying to mentally prepare for life with a second child. I've heard that the transition between one and two children is the hardest one of all. I find myself trying to stay in the moment quite often and be very intentional with Burkley as I think about how soon he will have my divided attention. He brings me so much joy and love that at times I can't imagine feeling that towards another little being, but at other times I know that logically this only means that my joy and love will be multiplied. Sure, I will be tired and frazzled at times, but it will be what it will be and I can choose to stay positive and hopeful. Sometimes I feel bummed that he is just getting to the age where we can really get out and "do" fun stuff in our community, but I wonder if we'll be able to do those things with a baby in tow. I'm so excited by all he's learning and doing lately and I don't want any of that to get shoved aside for the sake of the baby. But then I worry that the baby will not get all the love and attention that Burkley got in his early days because this baby will be sharing a mama and Burkley never had to share me. Then I stop worrying and know that this is life, this is family, and it will all work out, and I have a peace knowing that while it may have its hard moments, it will not be impossible and it most definitely can and will be wonderful!
I can't believe how big Burkley is these days, in size and in maturity. My baby is long gone. I hate to believe it to be true, but I know that soon my little guy will be gone too. But, for now, I soak it up and love him to bits.
And I love this picture of him trying to wait patiently for his hot cocoa to cool enough to drink it. Just had to share it. :)
Oh my goodness.....love that boy and can't wait to love on the new baby too! You're an amazing momma, blessed with common sense, a natural ability to parent and a tender heart!
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