One month from today, we are due with our second boy. Wow. It is hard to believe that baby brother will be here soon! This pregnancy has flown by, and the thought that we will have another little one in the house soon just seems
so surreal. We are beyond excited!
One year ago this week we learned about the miscarriage we suffered. Thinking back over the last year, it seems even more surreal (if that is possible) that we have been blessed with another child. I know all of life's trials help shape us, but that experience definitely made me realize how God is in control and only He can lead us through those tough times. My faith is stronger, and my appreciation for "our many blessings," as Jameston says it, is more profound.
Due to Brett's busy work schedule this time of year, which lends to me feeling like a single mom for a few days out of the week during the months of January to April, I have been able to spend a lot of one-on-one time with our first born. Although it's been tough to keep up with Jameston, especially on top of my full-time work schedule (and
especially the bigger I have become with Blake), I have enjoyed every minute of it, even the trying ones! He knows what is about to take place---hence the clinginess and "terrible two" moments over the last several months (I did not realize talking back happened around the age of two?!). I know he is just testing us to see exactly what he will be able to "get away with" once his little brother is here. Lil' stinker:

I so wish that I could be at home with him full-time, but he loves his "school" and friends and teachers from there, and I love my jobs as a Mom, first, and an audiologist, second. So, for all of this, I am very thankful. After Blake is born, I will be able to work part-time a few days a week and help provide for our family, for which I feel very blessed. I hope that, one day, he appreciates this sacrifice (because that is what it is in my mind), as it has been really tough emotionally on me to work outside the home.

I've heard it so many times from fellow parents that, when you have your second child, the first one seems SO big. He's already such a big boy in my eyes, and I know he will make such an awesome big brother. Jameston tells me often about what he is going to teach his little brother, from kicking the soccer ball to going potty, and how Blake is going to sleep with him in his room (not for over a year to several years on most of those things, buddy)---him knowing, hypothetically at least, what will be taking place in the near future just melts my heart.

Sitting here, writing this with tears welling up in my eyes, I cannot wait for this next chapter in our lives. As a first-born myself, I know (or I've heard) that there will be some big changes ahead for all of us. But when I feel overwhelmed or wonder if I'm doing this "Mommy" thing right, I hear his little voice telling me, "I love you, Mommy. You're my best friend."