Thanks to every who responded to the 2-page question! I was a little curious about the challenges of 2-page layouts since I've heard so many say that they think 2-page layouts are harder. I, for one, find them to be so much easier than 1-page layouts and like many of you said, I like for the pages in my albums to coordinate. Plus I usually have way too many pictures and I journal a lot. Trying to fit all of my ramblings on a 1-page layout is usually a big challenge!
I'm trying so hard to get a lot of Drew's baby pages done before the next baby arrives. It's nice to get a lot of these older pictures in an album before I forget all those special little moments. I'm so afraid that after Davis baby #2 gets here that I will forget things or get some memories mixed with the wrong kid! Silly me! Whatever works to get the pages done! :)
Going home with a new baby, I was terrified and excited at the same time. I was terrified that I wouldn't know what I was doing. Excited that we would officially get started on the new and amazing journey of parenthood. Terrified that I would mess up. Excited to get away from the constant shadow of the nurses who made me feel like they were just waiting for me to mess up.
I remember getting home and being so unprepared. We had thought that we had every thing in order and in the right place. We were wrong. We got home and a diaper change was needed. What should have been a simple two minute procedure ended up being a frantic "Where is this? Where is that?" moment. Diapers were still in the boxes instead of stacked in the changing table cabinet. Wipes had yet to be opened. The stuff to put on his belly button was in the bathroom. I'm sure it would have been quite comical to see me yelling to get this and that and Mike running around looking for it all. But I must say, it felt great to be home with our new little addition.
On Monday I learned that sometimes it's a good thing to be a worrier. Early Sunday evening Drew started acting really sick. He has been sick plenty of times but this was the first time he actually acted sick. He kept complaining about his stomach hurting and he was so tired that he was asleep at 6:00. I kept checking on him since I was worried and noticed that his breathing was a little weird and he kept moaning like he was in pain. Me being the worrier that I am, I wanted to take him to the emergency room but Mike insisted he was fine. I knew better but figured I would take him to Urgent Care in the morning. Again, Mike thought there was no need to take him. After a few hours of tests, x-rays and a breathing treatment they said that he had pneumonia. PNEUMONIA!! (If Mike would have been there with me this would have been the point that I would have given him the I-told-you-so look.) They gave him 2 shots, one in each leg, and we have to give him breathing treatments and medicine at home. The shots were the worst and for a couple of hours afterwards he couldn't even walk because his legs hurt so bad. So the rest of my day yesterday was spent eating popsicles, watching cartoons and pampering Drew as much as I could. I must say, aside from the being sick part, we both really enjoyed it.
I hope everyone had a great weekend!