It's Still July, Right?

It just doesn't seem possible that it's already the middle of September and little Breckin is already 7 weeks old. Not at all.

I remember wondering if I'd have enough love to give to Jim AND a dog. I did. Then, when Reagan was on her way, I remember telling Jim that I wasn't sure I had enough love for all 3 of them. I did. And yet, I still worried, when I was pregnant with Breckin, that I wouldn't have enough love in my heart for all 4. I think it was my cousin who said, "I think your love grows with each one." I can tell you that she was right. Every time I look at Breckin, my heart jumps into my throat, and I'm overwhelmed by just how much I love the little guy. I must say, I have enjoyed these first weeks much more the second time around. It's nice to not feel that sense of panic EVERY time he cries. Perhaps it's a difference in the temperament of the children, but it's also very nice to have Breckin respond in a positive way to the things I do to try to accommodate his needs.

I go back to work in 3 short weeks. I can't bring myself to believe it! I am excited to see the kids, and I keep telling myself that working 1/2 days will probably be a completely different world from working full days, and therefore I'll probably enjoy it a lot more...it's still hard to accept. Especially since I spend my days with these sweet faces!