Two

I think a lot when I'm driving two and from work. A lot of times, this is the only time that I give myself permission to do so. When I'm at home, I'm thinking about the dishwasher, dinner, the next morning's smoothie, B's laundry situation, my laundry situation, the fact that I haven't read a real book in months, what shows I need yes NEED to watch, why I'm a crappy homemaker...etc. But in the car, listening to the radio...by myself, I can think. Yes, I'm guilty of thinking about all of those other things that are going on in my life, but other times I think about my life in general and I find that that time is a great chance to reflect and process my thoughts and feelings.

Most of the time, these thoughts and feelings stay in my head, contained to my car and never come out. They stay in my head until the next morning or afternoon. On the rare occasion that they come out - they tend to come out in the form of a blog, which gives my hubby a rare look into my more rational/emotional brain. The part of my brain that doesn't really care when the dishwasher was last emptied or if the Google calendar is updated...this is the part of my brain that actually matters.

So, back to the title of this post. Is really is a thought that has been rattling around for some time...since last October to be exact.

On my first child's 2nd Birthday, I found out that I was going to be a mother of two. This revelation was not unplanned, it was actually in the works for quite some time, but the fact that the little peanut made him/herself known on that day was extra special. Two on the 2nd. How cool is that? Just to be sure, I took two pregnancy tests (both turned out positive) and then began the realization that I would have kidS. Notice the S at the end? Yes, I still think it needs capitalized. I'm still in disbelief that I get to do this again, but oh so-happy and looking forward to adding another one to our party...emphasis on party of three.