The second time around

I'd heard how different it was with the second child before even having my first. Having worked with kids, I felt fairly prepared and relatively calm during the pregnancy and Charlotte's first year. But, this time around, I think I've taken "calm" to a new extreme. Really, calm is probably not the correct word to describe it.

In all honesty, forgetful seems more accurate. Having Charlotte with me all day, I tend to forget I'm even pregnant (which says something positive about the pregnancy so far). I see my reflection in store windows while walking down Newbury St and am shocked at how big my belly has gotten. When did that happen? How am I already over halfway there?

Charlotte is growing up quickly though. Daily I realize she really isn't a baby anymore. We used to play peekaboo and I could say "Where's the baby?" and she'd giggle. She now turns her palms toward the sky and repeats "baby?" in search of some smaller person. I am trying to cherish the one-on-one time with her I have because, even though I know she'll be an amazing big sister, I also know her little world is going to change drastically in just 4 months.

So, while I took weekly belly pictures with Charlotte, this time around it seems I'm taking trimester-ly shots. 21 weeks- enjoy.