Sounds sad, but Im exhausted! Im lookin for any excuse to lay around the house eating bon bons while Nick is slaving away at work and Riley learning away at preschool...that, of course, is before the baby comes. Once the baby is here, well, I dont necessarily wanna think about that right now...cause thats gonna be even more tiring!
Currently we have 6 women pregnant at my work and so far 5 of us are having boys. 2 already had theirs...and this little piggy went wee wee wee...hahahha. Sorry, it just sounded like that was going in that direction.
I was saying...there are a ton of babies at my work...and now I cant remember why I was saying that. OOOOO, I remember. Im the only one having a second child. All the rest are first timers. And I was thinking the other day...who's gonna be in more shock when the baby is born...me (who already has experience with one but now has 2) or them who have no experience and are in for an interesting ride??? Hard to say...
I hear from a lot of people that the 2nd one is way easier cause you already know what youre doing...however, Im thinking about adding another to an already crazy, energetic, wild and non stop household with Riley running the show. This child plays at least 3-4 sports EVERY night when he gets home from pre-school. From about 6pm to 8:30pm he is NON STOP basketball, baseball, soccer ball, motorcycle, football and now rugby :)
Its been real tough the past few weeks cause Im obviously getting bigger and been having real bad back pain and he seems to be getting more and more active (which I didnt think was possible :) Saying no to my child screaming "I wanna be Michael Jordan, lets play basketball Mommy" is getting real hard (stupid Space Jam movie, thanks a lot!). And I most certainly cannot say No to my child wanting to play rugby :)
And the best part is that when I tell him my back is hurting and I have to take a break he says..."Mommy, youre back is not hurting...get up!!!" Are you kidding me kid...have you ever felt pain in your life!!!??? COME ON!!!!!!!! Thats when my playing gets a little rough and Im not playing nice anymore...no way...you dont get to score EVERY time Riley! Im gonna steal that ball and make you cry! Hahaha.
K, Im not that mean. Only a little.
Im just eager to have the baby here so I can have my body back. I didnt realize how frustrating it would be not to be able to play with my child the way I want to. Of course when the baby is here I will have to balance more, but at least if he tackles me I will be able to stand up without the use of a chair or couch to help me up :)
So I asked Riley the other day. Riley...do you know what it means to be a big brother? Riley responded with...Um, it means my yittle brodda is going to take all my toys. Hahaha.
Pretty smart kid :)
There are a few things Riley has done lately that make me think he's going to be a good big bro. The other day when I showed him a picture of my friends baby from work on my phone he said...Mommy, I want to hold that baby and hold his back and help him sleep. Then he kissed my phone and said: Mommy, I just kissed his wips :)
He also gives Aidan kisses almost every night before bed and gives him zerberts too. He's excited to be a big bro. Mostly because he gets to do "take downs" with him.
Im exhausted. Time to hit the hay...
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