Baby Fever

The closer we get to Emma's 2nd birthday, the more I think about having another one. It doesn't help that I know far too many people pregnant or that just had a baby.

When Nick and I started talking about having children, I would always say "I want our children to be close in age." That statement is still very true but the older she gets the less "baby fever" I have. Maybe that has to do with about 100 reasons why I think we aren't ready. Emma was planned, she came earlier than we had initially thought, but planned. I didn't truly understand how hard it is to be a mom, a working mom at that. I also did not understand how rewarding it would be either. I wake up every morning way earlier than I used to, I take naps way less than I would like to. Nick and I don't have our weekly date nights anymore, and so on.. But none of that matters when I see her face light up when she does something new, when I walk through the door after work and she comes running and screaming with joy, hearing a new word she has learned, how she claps for herself after she uses the potty, watching her pull her daddy's hand saying "up" because she wants something. Makes my heart melt each time. The unexplainable love and dedication that Nick and I have for her is by far better than I have ever imagined. Motherhood is hard but worth every early morning that we are given.

I guess the point of this blog is, are we ever really ready? Or do we just make it work..