I can't remember where I read it - but it is said of parenting "the days are long and the years are short" or something like that. How true. Just making it to the bedtime hour can sometimes seem a tremendous effort, especially after a day of whining and not enough sleep. And yet, we're now fast approaching William's 2nd birthday, and, before that, the birth of baby number 2. Which is incredibly surreal.
He knows the shape of a star - it's his favourite. Though he is still learning the other shapes names. He still loves dogs, OSU marching band music, dancing/conducting music, fruit (any kind), playing with the ipad/iphone, bathtime, swimming, going outside/for walks, visiting Papa in his office, hugs, snuggles and tickles, juice, milk, and percy pigs :) He also loves his accessories - hats, shoes, gloves, sunglasses. He can be quite particular about which of them he wants to wear, though he's less worried about which clothes, just the accessories! It's been interesting and fun to see his preferences for certain things develop.
And now we're anticipating the arrival of baby girl in about 6 short weeks. My pregnancy has been good. Slightly different from William's. I had less food aversions this time around, but more discomfort, especially at night. But I really can't complain, I have it pretty easy when compared to some good friends who suffer for weeks with nausea and worse. I'm getting to the stage when I'm looking forward to the pregnancy being over and the baby time beginning. Then I look at my to-do list and all the things I want to finish before the baby arrives, (including getting my blogs up to date) and I'm glad I still have a few weeks to go. Even if it means having cankles in the meantime. :)
I've wished at times I was more like some of the women I know who felt connected to the babies in their bellies, or who had feelings of the spirits contained within them. My babies, tend to keep to themselves until they arrive. Although having said that, I knew William was going to be a boy, and I had a dream this one was a girl. Because of the placenta placement this time around, it seems baby girl moves a lot more than William did. But I also have a terrible memory, so don't take my word on that. Nevertheless, I have a feeling this little one is a determined one. She definitely wanted to come to earth right now, because she took the very first opportunity we gave her to come. For that I'm grateful. And I'm excited to meet, and start learning all about her.