Four weeks ago, we found out we are expecting a little boy on December 26th! Due to my "passion" about the christmas holiday, my doctor agreed to the baby coming a couple weeks early. We couldn't be more thrilled with the news although the day of his expected arrival threw me for a... let's just say I was "less than thrilled". Christmas should be spent singing christmas songs at the top of your lungs in the car, shower, or wherever you may be. It's about fighting crowds in every store you go into trying to find that "perfect" gift for those that you love. Eating pumpkin pie... or in my family's case, every kind of pie on earth, til you're sick. It's about sitting in your living room after everyone is asleep and just staring at the tree, all lit up, thinking about how blessed you are for the people you have in your life. For your family.. eventhough they might bug you sometimes. For your friends, eventhough some of them act like they don't care. For your kids, eventhough they make you want to pull your hair out some days and then make you wonder how you lived this long without them. Christmas should be about thinking about the savior and what he did for ALL of us. Thinking of all those people out there who don't have a tree, a gift, or a loved one and doing everything you can to help, not because you have to, but because you care. Christmas is about waking up early to that same tree you have stared at all those nights before, and in your pajamas, opening that gift with your family and being thankful they're yours. Christmas is about phone calls to those out of state, or getting a phone call from a missionary in a foreign country who couldn't be with you because they're devoting their heart and time to the lord so others can spend eternity with their families. Christmas is about snow falling children laughing and playing in it while you sip on your hot coco or apple cider. It's about carving a turkey and eating turkey sandwiches for the next 3 days. I love the sounds, smells, and even the chaos that comes with christmas... So, needless to say, I refused to spend it in the hospital.
Our little man's personality is already different than our little girl. When I was pregnant with Makayla she would kick, move, turn, etc as much as possible to the point that if she was still for more than 30 minutes, I would worry... is she ok? is she breathing? What's wrong with her? Our little boy is much different. I find myself wondering how he can be so content with just "laying around" all day. haha. If and when he moves, it becomes an exciting time for me. His idea of moving is much different than Makayla. He rolls, turns, stretches and has slight movements... not like the sudden thrusts and punches Makayla shared with me. Makayla is definitely like her mommy when it comes to her personality. She's sweet as can be, but don't make her mad. She's stubborn. She's loud, outgoing, and has a ton of energy, but when she's tired, back off and let her sleep. She's fiesty, but passionate... Our little man on the way.. laid back, easy going, mild.. Just like chad. I can't wait to explore his other personality traits as he arrives and grows.
Makayla is going to be an amazing big sister. We tell her to give her brother a love and she puts her head on my tummy and smiles. He couldn't ask for a big sister to love him more.
I have been worried about the jealousy factor coming into play when he arrives. The last thing I want is for my princess to feel like she comes second or that she isn't as important. I know I need to remember to have my special play time with only her but wonder how I am going to manage and balance it all. I guess when it comes down to it, I know I love my kids, and I'll do ANYTHING, within reason of course, to make them happy and I'll always make sure they have everything they need. Only time will tell I guess.
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