Yep, you read the title right. The following is a story to make you feel better about yourself. To make you laugh if you’re having a bad day. To make you look like a super-parent compared to us. To make you completely grossed out. To make never want a child. Or hey, to even make you raise your hand and say ‘been there.’
We just returned from our first family getaway, a week in Hawaii. It was absolutely amazing and so much fun, yet definitely different with a child (there will be a post soon on that!). Mr. Carter was in heaven swimming every chance he got, drinking smoothies endlessly and eating pineapple like it was his job. We worried about him sleeping well and in fact he’s never slept better. The photo above is from an afternoon we came back to the room and he just passed out. Yep. Out on the tile floor. Snoring.
But that’s not why you clicked on this…
It starts with the fact our kid loves to be naked. Fresh air, don’t care. He routinely pulls off his diaper any chance he gets so we’ve just adopted into this routine and act like we have a little puppy as we clean of puddles every so often. So we’re in our hotel room after a marathon pool session and big shocker Carter is running around naked. We decided to let him roam around, build with his blocks and do who knows what while we relax in bed for a bit. There’s no way for him to drown at the moment so we are “off duty.”
A few minutes into our siesta I start hearing a slurping noise. I think he’s getting some water from his sippy cup (which in my defense you guys know sometimes can make a slurping noise.) We’re laughing and reminiscing about the day and then I jump up. “Ryan, I think our kid is drinking his piss!” I run to the hall where he’s at and sure enough this is what I find…
My beautiful, perfect, angelic little boy naked on all fours with his lips to the ground in a puddle of his pee. And he was slurping.
The moments after are a blur filled with laughing, teeth brushing and more laughing. But there you have it folks. A true story on the time my child drank his own pee.
Do you feel better about yourself?
Today has been such an amazing and exciting day announcing we are growing our little family. We have been so blessed to have such excitement, kindness and love thrown our way via calls, texts and social media. I think it’s safe to say #2 is pretty loved already. And little one…we have been trying for you and waiting for this day for a while!
As most pregnant women debate, I went back and forth on whether to announce before I reached the first trimester. You may not know, but this past spring I had my third miscarriage which was very different from my first ones. I made it to 10 weeks, however there was no heartbeat and I had to have a D&C. As anyone who’s gone through this knows it’s heartbreaking and such a difficult process, yet I am so thankful in many ways. I’m thankful it’s given me more undivided time with Carter. I’m thankful my body knew something wasn’t right. I’m thankful for the big guy knowing it wasn’t our time.
So naturally upon seeing the plus sign on the stick this time around I was hesitant to get excited. Truthfully I tried not to think about it or even think about the future. Maybe it was a defense mechanism but I wanted to not get attached and expected the worst so if something should happen again I would be prepared. I’m such a doomsdayer right? We didn’t tell our family and it was something we kept to us this go around.
Well Monday morning I heard the best sound in the world. The tiny, rapid beat of Carter’s little sibling’s heart. Literally music to my ears and as a pregnant woman it’s something you wait weeks to make sure is there. From that moment the game changed and I couldn’t be more excited! Obviously a photo shoot with Carter ensued, we went to tell our parents and my “to-do” list until March 15, 2015 is already a mile long. We were too excited not to share with everyone and this time around good ‘ole social media was a fun and quick way to do so!
For those asking, I am 8 weeks along and feeling pretty good. Definitely nauseous but after the pregnancy from…well, you know, with Carter I am not complaining! And for those that have more than one child you know you don’t have time to be tired or sick. Chasing my little man around is quite the distraction! We will 100% be finding out the sex sometime between 12-19 weeks as I have OCD and need to plan. It goes without saying I want a healthy and happy child, but if I had my choice I would want another boy. True story!
We are thankful, excited and feel beyond blessed to become parents again. Having Carter has been the most amazing and rewarding journey and I cannot even begin to fathom opening my heart and having this much love for another child. I know, I know, I hear it’s possible! And can we talk about how awesome I think Carter is going to be as a big brother? Definitely will be an adjustment but he’s so sweet and loving I think he’s going to be be so amazing.
So thank you and let’s grab some cocktails in spring 2015. With 2 under 2 I’m going to need it!