Little Girl...

Little girl,

You are kicking and moving like a world class soccer player in there. I love having you in our daily lives and thinking every day more and more what it will be like when you arrive. The idea is settling in for daddy and I. We visited the place you are going to be born yesterday. The Santa Lucia Birthing Center. I am thinking of who I would like to be there to witness you coming into the world and I am so excited to have friend like Colleen (Auntie Coco) to share this experience with me. She is like a sister to me, and one day you will look up to her too. Darling little girl we are so excited to learn who you are and watch grow up with your big brother. I don't know what I have done to deserve such joy in life but I am so grateful for every minute. I love you already Ella June. You are going to be loved beyond measure in your lifetime, I will be sure of it. xoxo Mommy

Ultrasound Eve

Finding out the sex of our babies feels like Christmas morning. So, November 11, 2010, is Christmas in the Boswell household, which makes today Christmas Eve! I truly feel different, I want to bake and sing and hug my boys tight and not let go. Well that last part is pretty much every day.

This pregnancy is so different from the 1st. I loved every second of my 9.5 month journey with Brooks. I was a lot more rested and focused on providing everything I possibly could for the little sprout beaming to life inside of me. This time - not exactly the way it is going. I am just so consumed by my life as a mother to Brooks, wife to Butch, and oh ya an individual with my own needs and wants to fulfill. I don't feel stressed about it though. I feel a lot more easy going and confident that he/she is so safe and thriving inside my womb. Our generation, with all the technological advances and information overload in general, has put a lot of pressure on pregnant mommies to live a near impossible perfect lifestyle full of toxin-free everything and enough nutrient dense supplements to make your poop shine! I know I am doing good, better than my mom and her mom did. The best part of pregnancy besides the hilarious uncontrollable flatulence and the emotional roller coaster that brings tears to my eyes every day, is thinking of the possibilities. I love to think of the future of our family and the 2 babies we are raising to become good humans and loving, caring citizens. But I hope more than anything that our babies see the true value in life is connections and family.

Growing up my brothers and I had everything we needed and wanted. We were provided for by our parents, relatives, friends and a tight community that truly watched after us. We were lucky. But more than that we had a good role model. My dad, in public service, taught us the joy of providing safety and protection to those who were not lucky enough to be born with the privilege. Often times my dad provided guidance and support to countless others absolutely selflessly. His actions have always inspired me to see past the "cover" so speak and figure out what's inside people. I believe that most people are good and most people just want to be loved.

The most important thing I want to provide as a mother is a feeling of love and confidence. I also want to do 1 thing different from my parents and have excellent communication. Love, confidence, communication and of course all the things they need to feel safe and live a healthy lifestyle and I will feel like I have done a good job raising my kids.

Here we are Brooks, 15 months old and Baby 2 still growing inside my womb, and I am setting goals for our lifetime together. It is my intention for these goals to grow as a part of me, but to always stay with me.

Growing Family

Today I start my 16th week of pregnancy with Baby Bos #2, and Brooks is just over 15 months old. I found out I was pregnant in late July. I took a test one Friday afternoon when Butch was at work. When I saw the digital read out, "pregnant," I think I cussed and then laughed and then got really nervous. I had lunch with Butch about an hour later and had to keep the secret to myself for the rest of the day. I told Brooks and Leo of course but they didn't have much of a reaction. When Butch got home from work I let the "stick" do the talking when he found it in the bathroom (strategically placed), and I lingered outside the door anxiously awaiting his reaction. His reaction was a lot like mine with even more laughter and now celebration for our little family. I was so relieved it went this way. He laid down on the floor of Brooks' room and pretended to pass out. It didn't take long for Brooks to see it as an invitation to jump on him and play with his daddy. Either of us had a lot to say about this news we definitely needed a night to let it soak in. We celebrated with a glass of wine and went about the night like any other. The thought of loving another baby as much as we love Brooks was and still is a daunting thought. My biggest comfort is that people do it all the time. Butch and I both have siblings and everything seemed to work out in our families. Although a lot of time has passed it seems like a blink of an eye. Change is inevitable and we believe in all the choices we have made to bring us to this place in life. Every day I get more excited to meet the little squirt growing big inside me. Butch is such a great dad and Brooks will be the best big brother. We will have our hands full but what a blessing to get to love two children and grow together as a family for the rest of our lives!