Since the surprising news of baby #2, I have been caught in this conflict;
I have a baby on his way,
but Cole still feels like my baby.
Which, quite literally, he was. This ball of fire was only 5 months old when we were shocked into a second reality. I remember a conversation with Shane in which I admitted that, to me, Cole was my baby. I felt worried at the thought that his baby-hood would be replaced with his little brother's - that he would get 'jipped' out of my baby love.
Soon, as this little 5 inch pumpkin began to kick and nudge inside of me, I came to realize that no matter what order children come, each one will always and forever be your baby. That's how you came to know them...that's how your love began. It only grows as they get older, and expands along with their knowledge.
Now that baby Cole is 10 months old, I find myself grateful that I have been able to enjoy everything baby about him - and it seems like before my eyes, this baby that I had 10 months ago is turning into a little boy...
A little boy that will make the perfect big brother,
The perfect playmate,
And a brother that little pumpkin can always count on and look up to.
Yes Cole, you will always be my baby...
but you will also be the best big brother a mom could ever wish for.
I love you...
oh so much.