Poor Sean. Being the 2nd born means he doesn’t get to experience as many “firsts” like Samantha did. But he has had a few “firsts” that Samantha didn’t have. One being me crawling in the crib with him. With how good of sleepers both of my kids are, climbing in was never something I even thought about. A friend in my moms group posted some photos a little while ago sleeping in the crib with her baby. The photos were sooo sweet… I had to give it a try. Sean was all about it. Crawling all over me, laughing hysterically (which led to me laughing hysterically). It was pure mommy/baby bliss. I’m glad little moments like this pop up for me and my little guy. Any moment I can find to give him some special mommy attention I try to take advantage of… even if there is laundry to wash or toilettes to clean.
On a side note, I’m having a hard time blogging. I was trying to figure out why and it just recently dawned on me. Anytime I go through a hormone change (like going from non-pregnant to pregnant, pregnant to non-pregnant, and nursing to non-nursing) I kind of get into a very unmotivated, uninspired state of mind. It usually doesn’t last long, but I have to convince myself to keep up with my fun stuff that I normally have to peal myself away from to do house work. Hopefully it passes soon.