One and The Quarters

So, here goes nothing. My first post on my first blog! Enjoy!

Greyson is FINALLY down for a nap! No one ever mentioned the terrible twos start at about 16 months and continue until who knows how long. I'll tell you, it's a good think he's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, otherwise I'm not sure how I'd cope! I'm getting my first taste of "single mother" status as Doug has started back at The Steakhouse and has weekends lined with stone work. Money is always a good thing though! It's definitely different being the mom to a toddler vs an infant. Much more entertaining to say the least! My goodness he is cute! This morning he attempted to put his sunglasses on Jiggy (my mom's little dog). You should have seen it, the dog pressed against me shaking and Greyson crying because he wouldn't cooperate! Yesterday, I saw him laugh his loudest and hardest as I chased the dog around trying to rescue a sticker he got from the bank. Remind me never to get a little dog. Too much of a pain in the butt!

I'm 31 and a half weeks pregnant. Almost there! Except I'm horrified at the thought that things are really happening that soon. We're not prepared and apparently neither is she. BREECH! You have GOT to be kidding me was my only reaction, well with the exception of a few tears. My midwife insists I still have time and not to worry about it so much. We'll see how THAT goes. I'm not always the best at NOT worrying. Sometimes I wish someone would sit me down and say "Listen...this is the situation, and I would like you to worry about it until you loose sleep, hair and sanity" I know I could do that! That comes natural. Have to thank my grandmother for the worry genes! aah, well. It is what it is!

Plus I am horrified to think of two, yes TWO babies at the same time! How will I find the time? How will Greyson react?! Will he love her or hate her or both. Being an only child, I'm not sure how things are supposed to go, what's normal, what's not. Oh and sleeping through the night, Grey's not doing that yet, what happens when SHE comes? I suppose I should move him into his own room but I'm not quite sure I'm ready for that yet. Oh! And nursing, I wonder if Greyson will be envious. Will HE want to nurse again? That would be interesting...not sure how I would handle that. I'm all about equality!

Speaking of equality, I'm feeling a little sad for Dyllan. One thing about being an only child is that you never have to share anything. Poor thing gets all the hand me downs. I guess that's not such a bad thing when I think about it. Sharing is not one of my best traits. She does get to have the cuter clothes. You have to admit, girl clothes are pretty damn cute! And we're cloth diapering her, which, now I wish I had listened to myself and done with Greyson. I'm not sure if I'm doing out of the goodness of my heart for the planet and of course that precious little toosh or if I'm out to prove to everyone who says that it's too much work, that it isn't. Doesn't matter, I've spent a boatload on cloth, so I have no choice now. I like it better that way. When decisions are made for me.

I guess I'll head out for now. I can't believe how good it feels to just blurt it all out for anybody or nobody to read! I think I may have found a new vice. Scary to think my fish in Happy Aquarium might be neglected because I will be too busy "blogging"! How techy chic! Doug will roll his eyes and laugh! But hey, at least it's all written down! Good day dolls!