Remember me? I’ve always heard that you’re supposed to limit the number of life changes happening at once… I give you exhibit A in the reasons not to: me!
I’ve definitely had a problem balancing between work and home needs over the past couple of months – wanting to be sure I’m doing right by my work, which more and more I’m realizing and doing my best to accept that I just can’t do all of it, and wanting to be sure I’m doing right by my missus and my baby boo, who just keeps growing and now kicks – yes, KICKS – on a regular basis. I hope that as I settle into the work it becomes easier.
The moments of the day when I’m able to sit and hold my hand to the missus’ belly while the baby kicks are the most precious of every day and I look forward to them more than I can begin to explain. They are sunshine on the most dreary of days. We’ve been reading to the belly and the baby seems to love all the books we’ve picked out so far and often kick kick kicks through the story. Last night it one of the tales from Yortuga, la Tortuga (Yertle the Turtle in Spanish). My little pride and joy – already an avid reader. 
I think my heart just melted out of my chest!
awesome