So as promised, here is the second part of the vacation post. The only thing I won't be able to post is pictures b/c I currently do not have a working laptop where all my photos are.
There were a lot of times on our vacation that K and I were able to spend together, just he and I, sitting outside, sitting in the bathtub, taking walks...anyway my point being a lot of time to think. I started thinking about having to go back to work. It was the first time I let myself really realize its almost time...for real. I started to cry and hold my little one tighter. I so do not want to let him go, he seems too little to go to daycare. I know he will be OK, Miss Becky is great and he will have his older cousin Caden there to watch out for him. As I was sitting there getting anxious and afraid to let my little one go, I couldn't help but think of Andrea and Rylynn. Andrea is sitting with her baby hour after hour, day by day. She CAN'T leave her b/c Ry is ill and needs her mommy at all times, therefore Andrea can't work. I suddenly felt pretty selfish crying about not being able to sit at home with my baby boy. I am thankful that K is is healthy and I am able to go back to my job. Bless all those very strong moms who sit by their childrens hospital bed, day by day.
My other big observation was a happy one. When we were at the water park I found myself observing all the little boys and smiling. A year ago I would have been watching all the little girls and wishing for my first born to be a girl. Kaleb changed my heart. I wanted a girl SO bad and I would have bet money that I was having a girl. For the first 25 weeks both Charles and I just knew we were having a girl. We thought we felt it in our hearts. When the doc told us it was a boy, my heart sank. Regrettably I was so disappointed. The only way I can explain it (and it might not make sense to you) is, when they said it was a boy, it was like I lost the girl I thought I was carrying. I had already began to love this "girl" that I thought I had in me. When K showed he was a boy, I had to get used to the thought and it was like I had to learn to love a different baby. Crazy, I know. I'm weird like that. So back to the water park, there I was, watching every single little boy and thinking they were sooo cute! I can't even describe how much I love Kaleb and how GLAD I am he is a boy!! I totally regret having those feelings of sadness and disappointment but I have since apologized many many times to my sweet little man. I hope K is equally glad that I am his mommy!