Well here we are, just a couple weeks away from the birth of our second child. The lead-up this time definitely feels different. With the first baby we were totally infused with the anticipation of it all, not really knowing what lay ahead for us but consumed with the inevitablity of the oncoming parenthood freight train. This time it’s definitely different. It feels a little more like an item on the to-do list… like, “Oh yeah, don’t forget next Thursday to go to the hospital and bring new life into the world.”

I’ve been reminding myself to savor these last couple weeks of being “just the three of us”, since all our schedules are about to be seriously disrupted. There are precious few of these lazy Saturday mornings left, where Joel crawls into bed with us and nestles down in between the pillows clutching his Pooh Bear and murmurs, “I am so happy.” We all find our way downstairs, make up some coffee and oatmeal and lounge around in our PJs, maybe we’ll get REALLY motivaed and head out for coffee or something. Not that it won’t be possible once the baby comes, it’ll just be… different.