Pregnancy the second time

You know what is great about being pregnant with a child already on the outside? Well first of all, it goes by a lot faster. Last time around, I was anxiously counting down each day because I wanted so badly to be a mom. Well, now I am a mom. And I'm very busy being that mom. So while I am so thrilled and excited to be a mom of TWO, the time seems to go by much faster.

But even better than that... when you're pregnant with not-your-first, no one really feels inclined to give you any advice. Because I already know that I don't need to "stock up on my sleep now since I won't get any when the baby comes." That advice is a lie. I know full well that I will sleep BETTER after the baby comes. Back sleepers unite. Get me off my side and into back-sleeping heaven. Also, heartburn be gone, aching body be gone, and movement-preventing-belly be gone. I would just like to bend over and pick something up without the awkward Serena Williams grunting sound please and thank you. Pregnancy is not beautiful. It is everything unflattering happening in your body all at one.

You know what's not so great about being pregnant with a child already on the outside? Basically everything that has to do with caring for that rambunctious, curious, active little boy. From messy meal times, to emptied cupboards and drawers, to battles during every diaper change because that boy does not want to stop moving ever.

Seth has been especially crazy the past few days that Jason has been out of town (naturally). Extra whiny, extra destructive. And then this morning he threw up in his high chair and pooped in the bath (naturally).

It was an exhausting day. He's been testing my patience and mostly, I've earned an F. But then he sat on my lap for a bedtime story and in the middle of the book, turned and looked up at me with the sweetest little face and just said "Mommy" in the sweetest little voice. And then after saying our prayers, while I sang him a song, he smothered me in runny-nosed kisses. And now for the cliche, that is why it's all worth it. It's funny how real the parent cliches become when you are a parent. They may be overused, but man are they true.


July Recap

July has come and gone. It was a busy one for us.
 Family was in town for the 4th. We ate some good food and watched the fireworks. Seth did great and wasn't bothered by them.
 This boy just seems to keep getting bigger and bigger. I'd like for him to stop.
 A family that swims together stays together.
 Jason and I took a very quick trip to Nashville and this is the only picture I took the entire time.
 Our babysitters loving reminded us that we hadn't been on a date in awhile, so we booked them for last Friday. And then didn't ever make any final plans. To avoid our typical dinner and a movie, we decided to go to Sprouts for a delicious assortment of cheese and have a little picnic. Well, cheese is expensive and we easily could have gone to a nice restaurant for what we spent! But we were treated to the most incredible Colorado sunset that night, and I guess you can't put a price on that.
First full week home from work complete! And this boy has been a gem.


Summer trip to CA

A few weeks ago, we went out to visit my parents in California. Here's a little synoposis of what our week looked like:

- Fly in Saturday afternoon
- Drive to Yosemite on Sunday and camp until Monday
- Hang out at the house on Tuesday
- Jason and I drive to Santa Cruz on Wednesday and stay until Thursday
- Hang out at the house on Friday
- Fly home Saturday

Basically, it was not a long enough trip. But we had an absolute blast while we were there and Seth loved soaking up Nana and Grandpa and Edison time. A dog that will actually play with you! A house full of yummy food and people that will happily give it to you. A pool with fountains! That is little boy heaven right there.

This is the moment right before Jason jumped into the cold, swift current and lost his wedding ring. We were both amazed that he made it 5 years seeing as it was too loose from the get-go. It has already been replaced with a ring that we both like even better than the first, so yay to losing wedding rings?
Jason and I enjoyed a child-free day and night in Santa Cruz, and ended up doing kid things anyway, like going on rides at the boardwalk, playing at the arcade, and eating pizza for dinner.
We visited Fairytale Town and Seth learned how to go down a slide all by himself. I also came across the same cheese that I took a picture in with my brothers when I was maybe 2. It was A LOT smaller than I thought. I was expecting that thing to tower over my head... which I guess it did the last time I saw it.
Peace out California.


Working Mom

Working Mom is a silly term. All moms are working all of the time. In the past year, I've experienced different varieties of the working mom. Stay-at-home, work-from-home, work-away-from-home, work-part-time-away-from-home-and-part-time at home, work-from-home-part-time. None of them are easy. Some of them are slightly harder than others due to lack of flexibility or the emotional toll of missing your child.
In some ways, being in the office during the day is a lot easier than working from home. I'm able to focus on my work with less distractions, but I miss being with my child. When working from home, I can take little breaks through out the day to give Seth my full-attention, and I'm able to hammer though a lot during nap time, but when his needs and client needs coincide, that's some major stress-inducing stuff. Like being holed up in a room on an hour-long client call, presenting a research report while your child is wailing at the bottom of the stairs because he wants your attention and there's nothing that you can do about it.
It's not easy. I've felt incredibly overwhelmed. Things have been particularly busy at work, and Seth is in the busiest stage of his life thus far. Always on the go, and always curiously getting into things or onto things that need some supervision. Throw a time-consuming calling and pregnancy on top of that, and I'm down for the count.
Recently, I've felt like I'm doing it all and none of it well.
When I went back to work, Jason and I had some specific goals we wanted to accomplish. Mainly, to get completely out of debt. So as we neared that goal, and with a second baby on the way, I decided to forgo sticking it out until maternity leave and just get home full-time as quickly as possible.
This will be my first full-week at home in 10 months. I'll continue working in a freelance capacity with my current company, which will ultimately be the best situation as I'll have greater control over my schedule and workload. Plus I'll get to continue to work, which I genuinely enjoy doing.
But mostly, I'm just happy to be home.


#2 Brings Even More Blue

It's a boy! I don't think I can adequately explain how excited I am for another little boy. Logistically, it obviously makes my life easier since I already have boy clothes, and toys, and accessories. But even more than that, I'm so excited for Seth to have a little brother, to have two little boys running amuck in the house.

We found out really early. I was only 13 weeks when they called with the gender results. They have this new blood test where they draw a little bit from you, and are able to determine the chromosomes of the baby. They check for any chromosomal defects and can tell you if your baby has XY or XX chromosomes. Pretty amazing.

Leading up to the test I was feeling pretty sure that it was going to be a girl. I even had the perfect name already picked out. (Which I still love and am saving for the day a little pink might enter our lives.) Jason was also thinking it was going to be a girl. When the nurse called me with the results, I asked her to tell me the results of the chromosomal defects and then call back and leave a voicemail with the gender, so Jason and I could listen to it together after work.

That notification tormented me all day long. And I told Jason to drive home as fast as he could. The moment he walked in the door, we played the voicemail on speaker and heard the nurse tell us that is was a BOY! We were both shocked and so excited. Let's be honest, we would have been thrilled either way. But after being so sure that it was a girl, it was really fun to imagine what it would be like with another little boy in the house.

So now the torturous part of coming up with a boy name that Jason and I agree on begins. We have vastly different opinions when it comes to boy names. And since Seth's name was Jason's #1 pick last time, I feel like I get a trump card with this one. Right?