I Knew it Would Happen

It was just a matter of time.  Really, it was inevitable, so I don't know why I'm surprised.  Perhaps because even just a month ago I didn't feel this way.  I felt the exact opposite.

But I can't deny it anymore.

I have baby fever.  It's true.

I'm ready for a new little set of feet to kiss.  I'm ready for those wrinkly little hands.  I'm ready for that sweet baby smell.

I blame my two good friends for these feelings. 

My one friend had a beautiful baby boy three weeks ago today.  Oliver.  He is perfect.  I met him this weekend and was instantly in love. 

And my other friend is at the hospital delivering her baby girl, Charlotte, as we speak.  The anticipation of seeing her first picture and knowing she'll be here any minute is making me heart soar.  I can't wait to meet the little lady.

So you see, it's not my fault.

I'm excited at the thought of Lukas being a big brother.  He was so sweet around Oliver this weekend.  When Oliver cried Lukas looked at me and said "baby" with this concerned look on his face.  It was just so endearing.

While shopping for a baby gift for Oliver at my favorite baby boutique, I couldn't help but look at the little girl clothes.  In my head I'm a mom of boys.  I think I'll have a house full of boys before my baby-bearing days are over.  But seeing those little girl clothes had me wishing (just a tiny bit ) for a girl to dress up.

I know this isn't rational.  I know I've been beyond stressed out these days with only one sweet kiddo to take care of.  I know adding a baby to the mix won't lessen the stress level.  I know the lack of sleep that goes in to being pregnant and caring for a newborn.  I know about the difficulty of juggling work and babies and the husband and home.  I know this doesn't make "sense" to add another swan to our nest.

But having kids isn't about being rational.  It's about love.  And joy.  And the happy moments that make up this life.

My baby isn't a baby anymore.  He's a little boy. 

I'm ready for another baby to cuddle and kiss.

And if our next baby gives me half the joy that Lukas has brought to my life, I'll die a very happy woman.