So, of course, this blog needed to reflect that. Joe and I will never be rich. He'll be in the army until he retires and one day, after I am done being a stay-at-home momma, I plan to resume my career as a teacher. Money is tight but we are happy and that is our goal and that is essentially what we want for our kids. Trust me, I know that this is not always easy... but if a couple can still find happiness in the miserable little desert island that is Fort Irwin, it is definitely possible!
My sweet Adaline is a year old (she's actually almost 13 months but I'm going to try my hardest not to be that mom that makes you do math when I tell you the age of my kiddo). This child amazes me. Every. Single. Day. She is affectionate and sweet and loves to be cuddled and patted. She has even started to take my hand and put it on her leg so that I can give her a nice little pat. She is a momma's girl, which usually isn't an issue until she is hanging onto my legs while I'm cooking dinner. She loves to make people laugh and will try to catch the attention of random strangers and start laughing, in hopes that they will laugh in return. She loves to "talk" and will often "ask questions." My go-to response is usually, "Yes," which tends to make me nervous afterwards because I realize that she could be asking me if it's cool for her to play with the electric sockets or fly off of the roof... and I just gave her the go-ahead. I probably should rethink my answer. And she is smart. I know every parent says that their kiddo is smart but she really is! I'm amazed at the stuff that she picks up daily and seeing her grow and develop into a little person has been one of the most incredible experiences of my life.
She sounds perfect, right? Pretty close! We have definitely entered toddler-hood and all of the fun things that go with it: teething, stubborness, temper tantrums, etc. Things that I never thought would be an issue (getting rid of bottles, for instance) have completely blown my mind and I am usually left dazed and confused as to what in the heck is going on with this little being. (More on this later.) It may not be perfect but I wouldn't trade this for anything.
Since God saw that we were having so much fun with our peanut, I guess that was when He decided to send another one on the way.
Joe and I had briefly talked about another baby but there was nothing set on when we'd "officially" start trying. After eight months, I decided to reclaim my body and quit breastfeeding. As much as I loved that time with Addie, it was lovely to be able to have a couple of glasses of wine at the end of the day with my hubs. I felt like a free woman again. I was running, concentrating on getting in shape, and I figured that we would wait until Addie was about a year to start on baby #2 (which just so happens to be after our anniversary where I was hoping for a weekend getaway so momma could have one last hurrah!).
One month after I quit breastfeeding, I decided to take a pregnancy test since I was enjoying my vino and there was no cycle in sight. It was Monday, February 17th. Joe had started a rotation that weekend and had come in that morning at about 3:00, so he was still sleeping when I got up with Addie. I vividly remember taking the test, looking over as she was digging through the bathroom cabinet and thinking to myself, "What in the heck would I do with two babies?!?" Less than a minute later, two pink lines appeared and told me that I was gonna have to figure that one out.
I am beyond thrilled about our new baby but I'm not going to lie, there are moments of sheer panic when I think about the crazy ride that is ahead of us. And then I remember that despite any craziness that is involved with having a baby around, there is a whole lot of love and joy and something magical and that fear kind of slips away.
I am 17 weeks and despite the fact that Joe is gone and on rotation, I am enjoying the fact that Adaline is asleep and my sweet little baby is happy and snug in my belly. All is good in our little world and we are happy!
My view these days...
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