For my first pregnancy, I had no idea I was pregnant. Bella was an unexpected surprise. But with Peter, I just knew I was pregnant. I can't describe how I knew, but I did. I even knew before "Aunt Flo" was due to arrive. I had a really good pregnancy with Peter. He was way more active in my belly. I could feel him move around nonstop. Because I had a c-section with Bella, my only option was to have another c-section. I didn't want to have another one but vaginal deliveries after c-sections come with their risks. Everything went smoothly though. I was scheduled to have Peter on Adam's birthday. It's funny how some things work out. He shares a birthday with his daddy now and that means more presents, more cake, and lots of love to squeeze in on one day. My little man was born at 8 lbs 6 oz. He was a big boy! I wasn't sure if I could love somebody as much as I loved my little Bella, but Peter proved me wrong.
|Here we are before Peter's birth!|
|Here's my little guy.|
|See? Puppy dog eyes...|
|Like father, like son.|
So Peter, when you're older and you're reading this, I want you to know you are truly one of the loves of my life. You fill my heart with so much joy. Even though your sister drove you nuts:
And you drove the deer nuts:
I enjoyed your toddler years. They're not over yet but, boy, you're off to a great start. I love you angel.
Until next time...