Baby #2

One of the things that I haven't written about much on this blog is baby #2, and so I thought I'd write something about him today.  It's crazy how different it is when you're pregnant with your second child, even Randy has commented on it.

With Finn, our entire world was consumed with being pregnant.  Everything that we did, every conversation that we had, everything centered around that.

With baby 2, it hasn't been so intense...our focus is, yes, on this sweet baby, but also on Finn, and life and work.  We understand things more, there aren't so many questions, there aren't so many things to research...we feel more at ease with the idea of a baby in general.

One thing that doesn't change is the excitement, and I feel like the excitement even gets a little bit MORE exciting, because I get to share that excitement with Finn, and get to explain how exciting being a big brother is going to be.  Finn got to have his first real "glimpse" of the baby yesterday.  Randy and I have had 2 previous ultrasounds, but we haven't taken Finn to either of them.  The baby didn't look a whole lot like a baby yet, and we didn't want to have to chase after him during these ultrasounds.  However, yesterday, I don't know why, but I thought it was important to take him.  I thought he would understand, and he would like it.  I am still not sure if I was right or wrong?

The day started out wonderfully, we didn't get out of bed until 8:30, which is unheard of, but apparently daylight savings time is still messing with Finn's internal clock, which I am COMPLETELY fine with.  We woke up, got ready, and went to visit the chiropractor (I've been having some pretty bad sciatica pain with this pregnancy, and the chiropractor is REALLY helping), and then made our way to visit Kathy and Alexis.

Finn and Alexis are just about the cutest thing on the planet together.  They play so well, share and just do a great job.  They are just a pleasure to watch play together.  We spent some time playing at Kathy's house, and then made our way to the mall for a while.

These weekly playdates with Kathy and Alexis have become quite a tradition, and something that we both look forward to all week.  I'm so grateful to have someone in my life that truly seems to fully understand me, and lets me be myself.

On the way home, Finn fell asleep and slept until ultrasound time.  I was seriously concerned that Randy wouldn't be able to make the ultrasound, because he's had to work such ridiculous hours lately.

We jumped in the car, and went to the ultrasound (while I downed by 32 ounces of water).  When we got there, Finn colored and played in the waiting room, and I tried not to pee my pants.  We went out into the hallway to check and see if Daddy was there yet, and Finn saw him and RAN to give him a hug...it was seriously adorable.

A few minutes later, they called me back and did all the measurements.  Then Randy and Finn got to come back too.

Finn was...taken aback by the ultrasound.  He just didn't know what to do with it all, he was mostly just really tentative.

Randy asked him "Do you see baby brother?"
Finn: "No."
Randy: "He's right there, do you see him?"
Finn: "It's not baby brother."
Randy: "It doesn't look like your brother to you?"
Finn: "No, it's not."
Randy: "What does it look like to you?"
Finn: "A turtle"


This was both adorable, and slightly alarming.

Finn seemed nervous, so I asked him if he wanted to hold my hand, he answered, very matter-of-factly that "My too big."  It was a strange full-circle type of moment.  One child too big, one too little to even come out of my belly yet.

Weird.

It's also weird to me how this child already seems to fit into our family.  He is a part of life, Finn says goodnight to him each night, and we've already chosen his name.  It just seems so nice, like he has always been meant to be here.  And we can't wait to meet you buddy.