December was a busy month for our family, starting with Hubby and my anniversary on December 2 and continuing to just the everyday festivities that lead up to Christmas. Since this was Baby 2's first Christmas (and first birthday the week after Christmas), I constantly wanted to ensure he was not getting "shortchanged" (even if he doesn't remember these days) just because he was the second born. The good news is that my firstborn reached an age where he could participate more fully in fun Christmas activities, so he got excited at the idea of visiting Santa Claus and decorating the tree (taking photos in matching outfits, not so much). In December we did, in fact, get pictures taken with Santa in matching white sweaters (Baby 2 had just woken form his nap so was just a little terrified), as well as various other Christmas activities including decorating a gingerbread house, eating holiday-themed donuts, learning a couple of Christmas carols (he learned how to sing mos...
Yes, this Willow Tree figure called "New Life" is just one of many things that made me cry this pregnancy. I have to admit, the second trimester isn't quite as frustrating as the first one. There are no more secrets to keep. There is no more nausea. I don't feel quite as tired anymore (but I still nap more than I ever did before). And even my acne has managed to calm down (Knock on wood! Knock on wood!). There are still some complaints present, however, and if I'm going to be documenting my pregnancy I regularly have to post both the good and the bad. There is still plenty of itchy skin. There is still plenty of random growth pains. I still have to go to the bathroom every time I stand up from the couch. Oh, and there's those lovely hormones that control my moods. I thankfully haven't had anything even close to depression so far this pregnancy, but that doesn't mean I've escaped the crying-for-no-reason stage (or crying for perfectly goo...
Raising a baby during a global pandemic is honestly the last thing I ever expected to do. I was prepared to have sleepless nights. Prepared to watch a baby grow up in the blink of an eye. Prepared to never stop worrying and never stop loving. But I wasn't prepared for a situation like this. As if written in a dystopian young adult novel, our state has had to make difficult decisions like closing down ALL nonessential businesses for a month. My work has had to make difficult decisions like moving all classes online in the course of two days. Hubby is off for weeks while I am able to work remotely and finally find out what it's like to be one of those moms who works from home and actually sees her child all day. I didn't want to have to find out like this. There's a lot of fear and panic right now. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what's going to happen to the economy. Fear of getting sick. Fear of loved ones getting sick. Fear of running out of supplies. I'm...
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