Scared Silly

Thanks to all who posted congratulations on the pregnancy. Truth be told, we apparently need another lesson in biology, as the pregnancy has been quite a shock. It is the classic example of reality being different from imagination. In my (our) imagination I was ready for another baby, wanted to have one and felt confident in our ability to take of a new one. I even thought I could handle the off-chance that there would be twins again. Reality is that none of those things are true. Now that a baby is really on the way, I can see we are not ready and probably can't handle this. HA! Pretty nifty to figure it out after the fact. Don't take all this too seriously, btw. I feel overwhelmed at the moment, but I'm sure it will be fine. Let's be honest here: one little baby can NOT be as tough as the twins were when they were born. AND, I have nine months to get my head around having a tiny baby and the life changes it will bring. I will say, I did that pretty well organizing my thinking the first time. Even though life was pretty freaking miserable for a good portion of the boys first nine months, I wasn't miserable because I'd prepared myself to do only two things with my time: take care of babies and myself. Slowly over the past two years I've added more tasks to my daily list, and it is those new freedoms I'll be sad to let go of again. But, the lesson is this time is temporary, babies are special, and does it really matter if I can't, say, go to the gym for six months? I mean, when the kids are older and I can be a little more independent, will I really feel like those six months ruined me? I doubt it. This is how I'm convincing myself people. Feel free to join me in this effort.

Meanwhile, because this is a family blog and not a political rant I won't say anything about the election. Just know that I want to. But I won't. Except (you knew I couldn't resist) it wasn't my favorite week to find out about the pregnancy. That's all.

The boys have been coloring lots lately, which is a skill they are learning to enjoy more and more. We all reap the benefits of this new activity, which keeps the boys busy for long stretches. Reid especially enjoys it when I draw pawprints on his paper, and he can point to them and call them "blue" or "clue" depending on his mood. Sadly, "Blue's Clues" is such an old show Nickelodeon doesn't have it on in the mornings anymore, and we don't get Noggin, which does show it. Thank heavens for the library.

They have also been chasing each other around and just generally playing together more. Since it is cold and dark now (I do hate winter, I'm not going to lie. Can we have spring yet?) Nick and I did our old standby the other night: take the boys to the mall for some energy release. We strapped on monkeys and let them chase each other. Squeaky shoes and all. It was a spectacle, the boys, attached to parents, chasing each other down the mall. When caught, there were usually attack hugs and kisses. Pretty fun.

BTW, (sorry this post is turning into a book) we saw on the news the other night a report about blog security. Basically, we aren't doing much right in the way of security. Still, from what I've heard making blogs private doesn't help tons. So, we're just going to work on being vague about specifics in location, etc. It is true there have been many more hits lately from people we don't know, as evidenced by the map. Who are you?

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