Honesty (alot of it)
Carter is 16 months now. This morning as I held him I was so overcome with emotion. I truly think the love that a parent feels for their child and the joy they bring is God’s greatest gift to us while we are here on earth. I am convinced it is the closest thing to heaven that we can experience down here. I was always told that the love for your child is instantaneous and unchanging, but I can say now from my experience as a mom that I do not believe that to be true. I think it can be different for every parent. I think for Jimmy that may have been the case. Their bond and his unsermontable love for his son was instantaneous. Carter came into this world with a whirlwind of emotions all which I had to filter thru a cesearean recovery and a good couple months of unexpected postpartum depression. I do not think I was able to truly fall in love with Carter until he was 2 months old. That was around the time the cloud of postpartum and exhaustion cleared and I felt my full sanity return. It was then I felt like I was in the swing of things and in front of me I had this beautiful little baby boy that I had prayed for for years to pour my love into.
Since that time, it seems everyday my love for my son has multiplied exponentially. Now that he is 16 months old I find myself so overwhelmed by how great my love is for him. He melts my heart countless times a day with his sweet, bright and affectionate personality. He loves to lay in bed with Jimmy and I so that he can make funny faces and raspberries. He knows they make us laugh and he wants to laugh with us. He loves to climb into my lap and rest his head against me so that we can cuddle. He loves to lift my shirt so that he can wave Hi and give Chloe a kiss. He loves to run to Daddy when he gets home for a hug and then walk him straight to the toys for playtime. I cherish our daily routine together and each minute I spend with him.
Yesterday as we laid in Mommy and Daddy’s bed for a nap together I felt a little sad because I wondered how many of those moments I will miss when I have a new baby to care for. I am so excited to experience the blessing of parenthood all over again and so thankful it will be with a daughter, but my heart worries that my time and bond with Carter will suffer, especially if I am having to function through postpartum again. I was recently talking to a friend who had 2 c-sections with her son and then her daughter and she was telling me how hard it was when the second baby was born because she was unable to pick up her 2 year old son after the surgery but her newborn daughter was light enough to hold. This was very hard for her son to understand and emotionally he suffered through the adjustment until she was recovered and he was used to the new baby. I had not even thought about that reality if I do wind up with another c-section and as she told me I just started to cry thinking of putting Carter through that. It is a very blessed time for me as a Mommy, but honestly a little scary as well. Of all the problems to have I realize it is a good one, so I will just continue to be prayerful that I would not have another C-section and that postpartum would not even be an issue this time around.
The pregnancy is going well. We had our anatomy ultrasound a couple weeks ago and everything looked great! We are 23 weeks now. I just can not believe how fast it is flying by. It seems like just yesterday we found out we were pregnant. Carter’s cousin Jaxon is due any week now! We can’t wait to see how Carter does with him, I think it will be good practice for him to have to share his Grandma, Grandpa, Aunt Tine and Uncle Tom. He has done great with Landon and loves him so I am sure he will be just as sweet with Jaxon.







