Second Last Chances

I may be laughing at myself in a couple years if this is not "the end" or we have a little mistake, lol, but here goes. I am so grateful I get to do this baby thing this last time. I had such an interesting time with Aidan, I really did not focus on the wonder or love and savor him as a tiny baby. I remember feeling, later, that I really need one more baby so I can make sure I treasure as much of it as possible, as I may (hopefully lol) never have that opportunity again.
I really did love the middle of the night feedings I had with Ethan. I would write in my journal (not sure its legible lol) and just treasure it. Life was SO different then! IN some ways, this time, I am wishing my bedroom was next to Jack's so I could feed him in there, keep him in there, and not worry about Jody being loud and waking him up or Jack and I waking Jody up etc.
I don't love the night feedings like I did with numero uno, and I lose patience spending so dang much time in a chair, bed, or on sofa feeding a baby. But then I look at him and rub his head and marvel at his little fingers and ears and love it. I have to balance out my ginormous list of things that need to be done, other people I need to take care of etc, with nursing. I read somewhere that nursing is nature's way of forcing someone (ie a mom who just had a baby) to relax and recover by making them sit and feed a baby all the time.
No truer words!

So, for now, Jack is my caboose and I am trying to treasure all my moments I spend with him, loving that he wants me more than anyone else in the world (I am not going to lie, it brings me satisfaction when he is crying in dad's arms and I take him and he stops).  We all know mom is mortal enemy eventually, so it is nice to be fully loved and appreciated for a year or so :).