I've been in a whirlwind lately, which is nothing compared to what is coming up any day now with the impending birth. London had her 2nd birthday and it was great in so many ways. She fascinates me daily with what she says and how much her little brain is progressing. When she saw me put carrots on the checkout counter at Albertsons, she excitedly said "bunny carrots!" We have a little routine of feeding our old ones to the floppy eared resident in our back yard planter.
Lately, I've just been relishing our time together and trying to be positive about transporting a watermelon. People ask if it's easier the second time around and my response is that knowing what to expect makes it a bit more bearable. It's still an awkward state and I much prefer to be able to bend down without grunting like an elderly person with gout when tying my shoes. Wait, who am I kidding? I can't bend down! I can sit and bend my leg sideways to reach my foot. Flip flops are a lifesaver and my real shoes have a thick layer of dust on them in the closet. It's ok, only 3 weeks left and I'm done. A finish line in sight makes such a difference.
It also helps to know that this new little person will constantly be developing into a fascinating creature that will make me laugh and will help sustain the cute wildlife in our yard. We all get to watch her reveal her personality and become a part of our family. How cool is that? I'm excited to meet her.
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