Sure. We knew it was coming. Obviously. We knew that we were about to become a family of four. BUT, that doesn't mean that we were prepared for those moments when it first hit us that we have children and not just a child.
Jason's happened first.
On the morning that Addie and I were supposed to come home there was a snowstorm that was about to hit our area. My in-laws had a ride ahead of them to get home, so Jason and I decided that it would be best for him to get up early {he slept at the hospital with me} and pick up Gwen so they could head home before the snow, then he and Gwen would come to the hospital and pick us up.
When he got back to the hospital he told me that he was pulling out of our driveway and as he looked in the rear view mirror he saw two car seats. "Oh shit!" he said. We have two kids. We have kidssssss.
"How funny?!" I thought to myself, laughing at his panic.
Then it happened to me.
A friend of mine and I were texting and as we were saying our goodbyes, she wrote, "K kiss the girls for me."
Girlsssss. She just said GIRLS. Like more than one. "OH SHIT." I'm responsible for more than one. I'm a mom of two. A stay-at-home mom of two. They out number me now... until Daddy gets home.
Of course we are on cloud nine, but that doesn't mean that we aren't allowed to have those "Oh shit" moments. Because it can be quite an overwhelming thing, being someone's parent, let alone, more than one someone's parent.
2 comments:
Beautiful family!
It's weird going from one to two isn't it?
I have boys and I'll casually say boys and it still is weird, a year later. :)
You'll be saying "oh shit" a lot more when you have a 14 year old that is taller than you!! I have those moments a lot LOL It's a nice feeling too though isn't it :)
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