Man, its the first day of the season and I just can't get enough pumpkin, cider, apples, leaves...I wish fall lasted all year.
These days we're almost done with the crazy and getting ready to hunker down until the boys arrive. As I type this, I can see my stomach changing shape with little feet and hands moving around inside. Sometimes I can't believe there are two in there. And sometimes its very evident!
Annelise is 3 1/2 going on 15. Whoever said the two's were terrible forgot to tell me about the three's. She is really going through a stage right now that seems to be more rough on her than us. Naps are needed but highly undesired and everything must be done in her timing and in her way. Sounds like a 15 year old to me! However, she is a very pleasant big sister who is just thrilled with the idea of adding two boys to our home. She likes to sneak into the nursery, lay on the car rug, and sing to herself. I think she dreams about what her brothers will look like.
Elli turns 2 next weekend...though I've been saying she's two for a while now. You do that with your subsequent children, don't you? Round up or down? Details become less important the more kids you have. She doesn't get lost in the chaos though...she's definitely in the middle of it, if not starting it! She talks a mile a minute, even if you can't understand what she says. And she really loves to eat. At least one of my kids does. We talk lots about her baby brothers and whenever she touches my belly she giggles and says "I wanna kiss it." I love these days!
So, I feel like we're just walking towards the edge of the cliff that we're all about to jump off. Yet, none of us are scared...mostly excited. 13 weeks and counting.