Now I understand...

Really, I do. I now completely and totally understand why people have kids so close together. It's just so that they can get over and past the terrible twos without terrible scars and war wounds to show for it. Right now, in my world, we are smack dab in the middle of the terrible twos with a little boy who thinks that he's two going on 5. WOW!

I never knew that a little boy could create such havoc in such a small window of time. For instance, in a span of about 5 minutes tonight, not only was all of the toilet paper on the floor in my bathroom, the big green tub of toys turned upside down and scattered all over my family room floor, the train pieces from the train track making a path all the way to the front door but in addition, we also had the fridge door open and juice on the floor.

Do you remember those early days when you used to sit and stare at your little one and just keep thinking "Oh how I can hardly wait for you to get big. To start to crawl and then walk, and when you can talk it's going to be so amazing!" Now please, please, PLEASE don't misunderstand me. I love my little boy like nothing else in this world. I would lay my life down without a second thought for the fruit of my loins. However, right now, in my delightful 9th week of pregnancy, I'm finding it very difficult to remember why it is I ever wished those days away. Looking back now, it was so awesome when I could put him down in one place, run to the bathroom and come back a minute later and find him not only in the same place, but in the exact same position I left him in.

Although, when he was that small, I couldn't play trains with him, and he couldn't sing songs with me and he couldn't reach out and give me the best bear hugs EVER! So, I guess what I really just need to do is have a better sense of humour and start appreciating my boys ambition!! Besides, it won't be that long before I can make him start cleaning my house, will it??

To divert to a totally different topic for a minute, I'm looking for input on second (or third or fourth or fifth..) pregnancies. I'm finding this one to be incredibly different from the first one. I'm feeling way more nauseous, way more tired and WAY more irritable (aka irrational and hormonal!) Is this normal?? Anyone??????