Second Child.

Everyone has been asking me how I'm feeling, and the truth is I'm feeling great! They want to know how this pregnancy compares to my first, etc, etc. And the main difference is that with the first, I didn't have a toddler to run after. When I was tired, I could rest, and when I was hungry, I could eat, and when I wanted to take a bath, I could bathe and when I wanted to go to the bathroom, I could go without a little person knocking on the door.

The thing is...if I'm completely honest, I sometimes forget that I'm pregnant. It's hard for me to focus on the baby inside of me when the little person in front of me demands my attention. This baby in my belly will grow without my assistance, thanks be to God, whereas the little one in front of me needs to be fed, bathed, clothed, diaper changed, etc. They are both dependent on me, but the dependency feels extremely different for the pair of them. One demanding more than the other, or so it seems at least. In reality, the baby in my belly is the one that is morphing my body into one that is unrecognizable, the one that keeps me up at night, the one that probably demands more of me, but the demands from the one outside my body feel greater.

Anyhow, it's just different....I don't have time to revel in all the little kicks and nudges as I did with my first. I don't have time to lie on the bed and stare in awe at the movement of the belly. I don't have time to just sit and reflect on how my life is going to change with the addition of a child as I did with my first.

But I do have time to remember that I am a second child. This is me in my belly (not literally, but you get the point!). And I get it now why there are far more photos of my older sister than there are of me. I get it now why my baby book is half finished, when I have yet to even start a baby book for my first born. I just get it.

And I'm so excited to meet the fourth member of our family, our second child. And I'm so excited to see our first child as an older brother, and slightly terrified at the same time as the latest addition to his vocabulary is the lovely word mine.

Here's to a few more months of pregnancy! And here's to our second child! We love you so much already. And here's to the last few months with Jack as our only.

xoxo,

Malia (aka Mama)