I'm not going to lie, Hunter is consuming my every thought right now. He's all I can think about/talk about/write about/dream about, so today, I wanted to do a post completely dedicated to my older two "littles."
I really have enjoyed being a mommy of two for the past eighteen months. In fact, so much that Dave and I joke that we don't even remember what life was like before them. I know we will soon feel the same way about the new baby, but it's nice to reflect on the past. It helps us remember where we came from.
One of my very favorite first memories of our life as a family with Ady, was the very first night in our apartment. We lived with Dave's parents for the first six weeks after Ady was born. We had just moved back from Stillwater, and we had NOTHING. Seriously. We had a bed, and tons of baby stuff. No couch. No shower curtain. No trashcan. We set up a Coleman chair in the living room so I could nurse. I look back on that first night, and remember how much pride we had in our new place. We had no idea we were without so much, because we were rich in so many other ways.
One of my favorite first memories of our life with Cade was the day we brought him home from the hospital. Ady crawled up in the corner of our love seat with a big pillow and held him for several minutes. She was in love. When she decided she was done she asked, "When is Cade's mommy coming to get him?" he he he. She had no idea that her life was forever changed.
When I watch them play together now, they are without a doubt best friends. Isn't life great when the only man you want to marry is your little brother? I know that soon we will be adding another to the bunch, and their lives will be forever changed. I am so anxious to do all those "firsts" all over again, except this time I get to see it through three different pairs of little eyes eyes, and I think that's the best part.
