Pretending To Be A Grown-Up: September 2012

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Oh, hello.

Well, would you look at that.

It's September.

I think I've posted maybe two or three times this whole summer. In fact, last week Mike made a comment to a friend that I "used to have a blog". So.

It's not for lack of excitement. There have been lots of changes and lots of posts started in my mind and lots of things I've wanted to share. Mike's parents moved to Florida. We attempted to potty train Anna - and failed miserably. Trips to Indianapolis to visit my sister, setting up new nurseries, fun Pinterest crafts, play dates with friends. Mostly, though, my head and heart have been a jumble of emotions as I try to wrap my brain around the fact that in less than a month we will no longer be a family of three.

While words cannot describe the joy and excitement I feel about bringing another little person into the world, there is another small part of me that is scared and sad about losing the life I know right at this very moment. Yes, I am exhausted and uncomfortable and have an extremely hard time bending over to do things like tie my shoes, but I also know that our days alone with Anna are fleeting, and I want to spend as much time enjoying them as possible.

Don't get me wrong - I know a sibling is one of the greatest gifts we can give her. In fact, one of the moments I look forward to the most (probably after finding out if this new addition will be a boy or a girl) is introducing Anna to her new brother or sister. I get emotional thinking about her walking into the hospital room for the first time, meeting the sibling she will share so much with for the rest of her life.

But still. I'm sentimental. I'm a sap. And change is sometimes hard. Writing about that change? Even harder.

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Speaking of siblings and being emotional, though, there is one extremely exciting development that I need to share...

I'm an aunt!

A little over two weeks ago, my sister and brother-in-law welcomed Asher Harrison Stanton into the world.

I couldn't be more proud or excited - or in love. We've already been down to ~~visit~~ inhale his baby scent twice, and the one major down side to being pregnant at the same time as my sister is now it's probably not advisable for me to travel too far away and I won't get any Asher snuggles for at least three more weeks. Lame.