Balance

I was so worried, while I was pregnant, that I couldn't possibly love another child as much as I loved Sydney. It just wasn't possible in my mind. Then the first time I got to hold Evan, I knew my heart just grew bigger to accommodate my love for him too. The first doctors appointment I had after I found out I was pregnant, some office lady made a comment about how early I was having a second child. I thought the lady was totally rude, but I was also puzzled. Me, Amber and Beau are all a year apart so I thought I was doing good with a 3 year difference. Now that Sydney is coming into the monster stage of 3, I'm so happy I spaced her and Evan the way I did. With all her craziness and defiance, I get to balance that with the sweet happiness of Evan. It makes Sydney's behavior a little more tolerable. With all the asking around about Sydney's development, she seems to be right on track with a typical 3 year old, she just has a bigger vocabulary than most. Evan is doing good. Still having some reflux and colic issues, but it's way better than it was. He is still so tiny though. He's 4 months old and in the 10th percentile on his weight and I think 25th on his height. I'm almost worried he's going to be a little person or something :-) The twins call him Gnomeo from 'Gnomeo and Juliet'. Poor thing is so tiny and has pointy ears, he really does look like a gnome. Totally cute though!