Becoming the Middle Child
It didn't dawn on me until this morning that perhaps every member of my family is adjusting differently to the news that there is a baby on his or her way. I've been so focused on keeping up with the two I have (and a new position at work) that thinking about what happens after the baby actually gets here has not been high on the priority list. Yet I am fresh off a rough week with my youngest and all of a sudden thinking about the future is all I can think about. Sure it's been a tiring week (aren't we all feeling it). He's also three, which has revealed its own challenges - ones that I am not accustomed to when he was two. But he's also about to be a big brother. He's been my baby for three years and in less than two months that's going to change - permanently. I'm a middle child - I know! So last night when he woke up at 2am, crying and moaning I pulled him close to me and placed him gently right in my bed. He put his arms around me...