Blessing and Month Three

Over Labor Day weekend, we stuck around home and blessed Timothy on Sunday. We knew picking a holiday would mean some people wouldn't be able to make it (and we totally missed those who couldn't come), but it's a good thing we didn't wait any longer. Timothy barely fit into his blessing outfit! After the blessing, we had lunch and a great visit with everyone who could come.

He's growing so fast, and I swear there are some days I get him out of his bed and he's definitely bigger than when I put him in it the night before.

He's a pretty good baby, really. Unless you ask Erik, who says he fusses and cries then entire time I'm at work. But we've got night time down to a science: one last snack around 8 p.m. A quick top off around 2 a.m. And then up for the day around 7 a.m. Some nights have a few more interruptions, but for the most part it's been fabulous. He smiles a lot now and will even laugh during a rousing rendition of Patty Cake. I feel bad saying this, but I think I'm liking this whole baby thing more the second time around. (Does that make me a terrible mother the first time around?) Don't get me wrong...there have been some days I've been ready to pull my hair out and wondered what I was thinking. But I seem to be having an easier time with the whole thing.

But at the same time, there are some things I just don't have the time or desire to do that I did for Lily. For example, except when he's eating, Timothy rarely has one-on-one time and Lily certainly had plenty of that as a baby. But an extra face during play time never hurt anybody, I suppose. I think Lily does feel a little left out sometimes, so when it's just the three of us, she tends to hang out by the glider while Timothy nurses. That's not necessarily a bad thing, and I've been trying to be better about giving her some one-on-one time when I can so she doesn't think Timothy gets all the attention.

I've also been debating on whether or not I want to deal with the whole cloth diaper thing. Lily wore cloth diapers around the house until we started potty training and I didn't think anything about it. Now I barely get my own laundry done, so it's hard to think about adding another load in. I still haven't completely given up yet, though. One selling factor on the cloth diapers was that it was a one-time expense and we could use them for the next kid, too, so I'm finding it hard to fully let go. We'll see how it goes.

Lily still wants to help every chance she gets and loves to hold Timothy. Until he gets too heavy, that is. But she's such a great big sister. I don't know why I was ever worried about how she would adjust. On the days she goes to daycare, she's always sure to ask if Timothy will be coming, too. A couple times, I've left her in charge while I ran to the mail box, and she takes her job VERY seriously. This could be interesting when Timothy is a little more opinionated and independent. :)

I'll be honest: I was so nervous about adding another kid to our family, but I'm enjoying it more than I ever thought I could. Sappy, yes. But it's the truth.