Once again, I have been delayed in posting for this week. I'd love to say I had a good excuse but honestly, I don't. We traveled over the weekend and for some reason I must need an entire week to recover.

...And she was right because it was only a day or two later that I started feeling him/her. It doesn't happen very often and I have to be paying very close attention, but there is no mistaking it this time around. The difference with baby number 2, I think, is that I have a lot less "quiet time" and moments I am sitting quietly still. I am not working at a desk all day or making a 30 minute commute back and forth to work 2 times e
ach day. I sometimes have to force myself to sit and pay attention. I have to tell you - when it does happen, it's just as exciting as it was the first time around. It still makes me giggle every time.

Deviney continues to tell people there is a baby in my belly, but every once in a while tries to tell me she has one, too. I suppose it has to be confusing to her, especially because she is happy to tell you, too, that what daddy has in his belly is beer. Unfortunately for her, when this baby comes she will be the big sister of a needy, squirmy, loud, messy little girl/boy in December... as opposed to that bottle of beer she is imagining in her daddy's belly.
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