This week was filled with much excitement as Jacob and I ventured to the airport for the first time to meet my Grandparent’s arriving flight. I was sure Jacob would love looking at the airplanes, but had no idea how much fun he would have! Though Rob was working that evening and we had to return home rather than visit with my family, we did venture to my parent’s home on the other side of the state for a three-day weekend in which Jacob bonded with his great-grandparents. I was treated to many stories of pregnancy and childbirth, courtesy of my grandmother who, as I mentioned previously, experienced the miracle seven times. Perhaps the most comforting comments were that while she too suffered morning sickness for many months (each time), she was certain that this delivery would be like hers - easier than the first. That remains to be seen, but if it’s even as easy as Jacob’s I’ll certainly be very happy.
The week rounded out with the adoption of a two-and-a-half- year-old Border Collie mix found at a local dog pound. Simon, as he was previously named, seemed the perfect addition to our family. Jacob has been asking for a dog for months. Rob and I promised that when we moved we’d begin the search for an ideal dog -- one for adoption, a particular breed, somewhat older so that it’s been housebroken and proven itself with children and cats. In fact, as the ignition key was turned in the moving van, Jacob looked up and said “Moving, doggie now Mommy.” This particular dog appeared to be the sweetest, gentlest, smartest dog around.
All in all, we’ve had a very eventful and happy time. Our new baby is surely making his/her presence known for all to witness. Most importantly, I know that it is strong, and Jacob is finding ways to bond with his new sibling months before the birth. I am certainly looking forward to the remainder of the pregnancy and the time I can spend with Jacob “alone” now. I’m even starting to feel better about my ability to handle two children and Jacob’s ability to adapt to the new addition.