Second Child Transitions

There are some really neat things I've been noticing about Norah, particularly as her being the second child. Transitions seem to be so much easier. Maybe because when Luke made transitions, they were my first transitions too. Everything was a big deal - like going from bottles to sippy cups, formula to milk, etc. Also, new routines were a big deal. Like starting to brush his teeth everyday.

Now Norah just wants to be a part of everything that's already going on. She's been grabbing her brother's sippy cups for a couple months now. She looks pretty cute in all her smallness with this big cup but that's what she wants! So that bottle to sippy cup transition that took Luke a while is nothing to Norah. With that, when Norah grabs Luke's cup and gets a drink, it's milk and she's good with that. So, another transition down (hopefully. We'll find out really soon b/c we're on our last can of formula!!!:)).

This morning Luke and I were brushing our teeth. I gave Norah her baby toothbrush and she just brushed away with us, happy to be part of what we were doing.

I say all of this while there might be a transition brewing that I'm trying to avoid. I'm not really that good at transitions... Luke's been arguing about his afternoon nap. HOPEFULLY it's because he has a cold and can't breathe when he lays down to sleep. That's what I keep telling myself. I'm not ready for that transition quite yet!

Across Five Marches

Today at church we sang one of my favorite songs:

Your love is deep, your love is high
Your love is long, your love is wide

Deeper than my view of grace
Higher than this worldly place
Longer than this road I've traveled
Wider than the gap You filled

It comforted me so much when I was longing to have my first baby and was having trouble. I love the thought that God's love is longer than this road I'm traveling. It was a long journey to get Luke and I know it's made me who I am and what I believe. So I was thinking about the road I've traveled during church.

This March, I turned 31 and have two sweet peas by my side most of the day, feeling content and satisfied with where we are right now.
Last March, I was very pregnant with Norah and spent my time chasing almost-two-yr-old Luke around.
Two Marches ago, I had one sweet pea and no clue if he would be an only child or not. So I just wanted to not have any regrets or take anything for granted.
Three Marches ago, I was very pregnant with Luke. I was so excited and ready to be a momma!
Four Marches ago, I was desperate to be a momma and had no idea that in the next few months, I would make the decision to not have exploratory surgery for endometriosis, have a tubal pregnancy, and learn some lessons the hard way.

It's amazing how so much can change in just a few years.