Little Boy Blue.

August 5 came REALLY quickly for me this year. Amid the joyful insanity of building a house, chasing a busy toddler & all the other activities of summertime, we welcomed the second little boy to our family & I'm not gonna lie-- He's a keeper! The delivery was just dandy as far as abdominal surgery goes, & before I knew it he was here! He had some little issues with his lungs & his blood sugar so, sadly (heart-wrenchingly) it was quite a while before I was able to hold him & several more hours before he was able to come to my room & officially meet his big brother who was going crazy waiting. He was 6lbs 3oz & 19.5" with a head of hair to rival Mr P's. I'm in love. Again. We went with the middle name Blue, as chosen by my elder son months ago, & what he's been referred to as ever since then. I love that someday I'll be able to tell him he was named by his older brother. Who, by the way, happens to be filling the role superbly. (knock on wood.)

And Baby Makes 4.

Well, in less than 24 hours time I will officially be the mother of 2 boys. I'm still soaking it in, to be quite honest, & am both infinitely excited & also utterly terrified. There are days when it seems like I just got the hang of one of these rascals & in a matter of hours everything I know is liable to change & a whole new set of rules will apply. Every once in a while it hits me really hard & anxiety kicks in. Hard. How do you split your time/attention/love/energy etc. etc. with 2 when virtually every minute since my first son's birth has been devoted to him? Everyone keeps assuring me that it just 'works out.' That you just do what you have to do & that Mr P will adjust just fine. I sure hope you're all right, since there's no backing out now! So, wish me luck! Say a little prayer that my anesthesia goes a little more smoothly than last time & that I don't rip my innards open trying to keep track of a certain busy little boy.