The above photo was taken on September 12, 2005, when our oldest was 19 months old and our youngest was 12 weeks old. Little brother was fussing in his bouncer and older brother went over to check him out and comfort him before I could get there. Rather than interfere, I quietly got my camera and snapped away...

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Tomorrow our youngest son turns three months old. That's a full trimester of pregnancy that he's been here with us now. How is that possible?!? It's been a whirlwind three months, that's for certain. Life definitely moves in fast-forward juggling an infant and a toddler! There are very little traces of the wee one's newborn face now. He's filling out and looks more and more like a baby every day! He's developed quite the tickle-spot under his neck and will just smile, giggle and kick his legs like crazy when I hit it.

Big brother is doing a lot better sharing his time and space now as well. For the first eight weeks or so, ignorance was bliss. But I think it's finally sunk in that the l'il one isn't going anywhere anytime soon — and in between flipping over baby brother's empty bouncer and swiping his binkie, the oldest will actually take the time to give the youngest love pats as he runs by. My mommy heart flip-flops each and every time this occurs.

I was prepared for things to change drastically with the arrival of a second child. But I think it's taken this much time for me to realize just how much they've changed. I honestly don't know how single parents do it. It's hard enough juggling two kids with four hands. By the time the end of the 'work day' is near, I'm looking out the front blinds just as much as our oldest, waiting for daddy's arrival (and mommy's relief-shift). When Todd announced earlier in the week that there's a possibility of a business trip to Chicago in his not-so-distant future, I started making out a Sephora wishlist as my compensation!

Of course, he could always help me accessorize as well. And I think the folks at Lensbabies need to offer me commission now, because everyone I've shown this lens to jumps up and down like an 18-month old hopped up on animal crackers and Juicy Juice. Must. Have. One.

But for now, I guess this will have to help keep me warm at night. Thanks to the death of my PC, and a nice unclaimed property check from the state of Oklahoma, I'm no longer a tech-nomad. Hooray!