And baby makes 3

Just to prove my child does get a bath.

Baby station #2

Absolutely the cutiest kid on the planet

"This tummy time is stupid" My 3 little charmers.

In honor of my friend's 'second time around', I got to thinkin. How different has it been for me, the third time around? Well, for starters:

#1 I NEVER once thought about keeping my pee stick for my scrapbook.

#2 Instead of fun and exciting, I found my "peenatal" visits an inconvenience and even missed a few.

#3 Poor Brian- he didn't get a love note on his pillow about being a new daddy- instead, I just kissed him before bed and said 'how'd you like another kid?'

#4 My countdown to delivery was more about the realization of the dreaded no-sleep zone, than about the actual delivery.

#5 I brought my little man home all by myself, just he and I - liked we'd been out at the mall for the day. And, Brian only stayed about 8hrs. overnight my entire stay.

#6 The poor kid didn't get a "real" bath until he was 2months old and now he can barely get one once a week.

#7 The first time around, we tried to never let David cry. Poor Reagan has to go the distance with this one- waiting until everyone else is settled. Occasionally, he even hits the "high notes".

#8 I haven't been to the grocery store with all three kids yet.

#9 I never entertained the idea to keep a journal or write to him in utero- I knew it'd never happen.

#10 But, because this was the 3rd one and maybe the last- I am taking it all in every moment as best as I can and doing things I didn't with the first.