I am going to have another kid.
It really just hit me today, and I started to stress out. Poor Hunter felt those vibes and was a raving lunatic all day. I am not stressed about being organized because I am the queen of organized. Nearly everything is packed, to-do lists are shrinking, house is looking decent, etc. I think I am stressed because I am going to return with two kids instead of one.
None of our lives will be the same. I am worried about Hunter. For nearly two years he has been the centre of our attention. Now that attention has to be shared. I feel sad for him and I feel a bit sad for me. I love my little boy time and now I have to share that time as well. Am I worried about Matt? Nope. Not at all. My husband is as cool as a cucumber. He always seems to stay sane when I am losing my head.
Well I guess this is where my husband would say, "suck it up princess and get over it", so I will! Now on to the funny stuff because I cannot stand to be mopey for longer than two paragraphs.
The boy, as I said before, was a raving lunatic all day. The funniest was when I got out of the shower. He plays in our room which connects to the main bathroom while I have my shower. When I got out I see him up on our bed with the white cat. Totally normal. I walk in and see he took the whole dish of kitty kibble up there with him and is trying to feed it to the cat. He has also taken the toilet plunger and has it on the cats butt! As soon as he looked at me he panicked and tossed the whole dish of kibble over the edge of the bed. Kibble everywhere! Crazy kid. I wonder what he was planning on doing with that toilet plunger...
Later in the afternoon he sees me packing up the suitcases/rubbermaids. He starts carrying around his favorite fleecy blanket which he calls Ah-nie (no clue what this means at all) as though he is worried that we won't bring it. He opens up the washing machine door and shoves it in. No worries, he puts stuff in there all the time. Then as I am in the kitchen I hear some beeping. I peek around the corner to see him hit the start button (you have to hit the same button twice to make it work) and there goes the fleecy for a bath!! He starts to panic when he sees the water hitting his fleecy through the window and tries to open the door. But it locks once it is on! Poor kid really loses it!! I could not stop laughing. So we sat in front of the washing machine and watched it go round and round together.
He started to get pissy in the evening and bit Matt on the leg!! I bet we will be seeing more of this kind of behaviour once the baby arrives. Please send me suggestions about how to manage a jealous sibling!!