I was the only child for 8 years in my family. Then - THEY CAME ALONG. One right after the other, 18 months apart.
I am making a mental effort as I approach my third trimester to soak this pregnancy up, to truly embrace it like my mother constantly reminds me to do. He deserves that from me, undivided focus on the one thing only he and I can share before he meets this big, bright new world, his da-da, and his big sister.
He's my second, my son, and I can't wait to meet him.
15 more weeks little man.