I'm getting a little bit nervous about mine and Izzy's relationship once the new baby gets here. Right now, he's my world. I have no doubt that I'll love the new baby just as much, but I am concerned about being able to pay the same amount of attention to Izzy. Probably be good for him, however, because he's starting to get a little bit spoiled. He is just such a constant source of joy for me. Also, a constant source of worry and irritation. Actually, that sounds a lot like how I feel about his daddy too.
This morning, in the shower, I feel a light little touch on my butt. I look down, and Izzy has the lid off of a shampoo bottle and he's barely touching it to me. "What the heck are you doing, you little freak?" I ask him in my motherly best. Then I realize that he's catching water as is runs off me. And where best to catch it?? This kid cracks me up on a daily basis.
He fell asleep today while watching a new episode of Dora, where she imagines that her little baby brother and sister are superheros. I LOVE it when he falls asleep on his own. He slept good last night too - in his own bed until 5:15. If he can make it until after 5, I feel like he's done it all night. Usually I feel better the next day, too, but I'm still trying to get some energy back after the flu last week. That was a DOOZY.
That's where we are this morning. Here's to a great week ahead!!
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