Yeah, we missed 17 weeks. Josh was out of town most of the weekend and I was not feeling like picture taking on Sunday, so here we are. It’s funny how this pregnancy already feels like it’s moving faster than my first, and it definitely feels different.  Probably because we’re so focused on Enzo lately and chasing after him, whereas when I was pregnant with him, I could fully focus on my pregnancy.  The excitement is there, but it’s not as all-consuming. I want to be more present considering this is most likely the last time I’ll ever go through the experience of pregnancy, but it’s so hard some days, which really tells me I need to set aside more time in my day to acknowledge our growing little Burrito and try and “bond” more like I did when Enzo was just a wee Wonton.

It’s hard not to be totally enamored with Mr. Enzo, though.

Every day it seems brings something new.  He blows kisses like an expert, though, he’ll often turn away when I ask for a real one. He’s also big on “Uh oh” right now, however, now he’ll throw or drop things on purpose and say “Uh oh,” soooo I guess that’ll take working on. Ha ha.

It’s definitely amusing to watch as he tries to imitate us when it comes to mannerisms and words and phrases.  Just today he started saying, “Hi” and in the bath when I kept asking him to look “Up” he’d repeat over and over “Up, up, up, up.”  Granted, he didn’t actually look up, but it was cute nonetheless.

I’m sure I’m forgetting some of his other fun new developments, but you get the idea.  It’s amazing how much they grow and change in such little time.  He’s becoming a very big boy, very fast.

There’s never a dull moment at the Shoberg house… well, I guess that depends on what your idea of “dull” or “exciting” is.  Keeping up with a toddler can definitely have its interesting days, though, and the days where no matter how hard you want to unpack boxes and clean the house… you just know it’s not really going to happen.

I really wish I knew why it was so fun to pull everything out of a cupboard or a drawer and throw it across the room. Perhaps I’m missing out on something?

The other night I thought I could quickly get Enzo’s laundry folded and put away while he played with Josh – easy, right?  Well, suddenly I feel the patter of little feet come around the corner and his lit up when he saw the dresser drawer open and he proceeded to laugh and run over and start pulling clothes out.  Then he laughed more and started grabbing my piles of already folded clothes and throwing them up in the air.  I wish you could bottle the pure glee that the boy exuded.

Also, I wish I could just bottle his energy… he had a half hour nap today at day care and has been non stop go, go, go.

Well, technically closer to 17 at this point – the weeks change on Tuesdays, but it’s easier to take pictures on the weekend. I’m going to try and be better about weekly photos, since with Enzo I took one a week and should do the same for the Burrito. I feel pretty good for the most part. I had another checkup on Tuesday and heard the baby’s heartbeat again, but also got the go ahead to schedule the 20 week anatomy ultrasound, which happens to fall during the 4^th of July week, which will be a short one, so we’ll see if we actually get it done that week or not.  I also found out this week that I have an umbilical hernia… yay.  I’m not too worried because I haven’t had any pain so I won’t be getting it fixed until sometime next year – long after the baby is born.

As for the house, it’s slowly coming together.  It’s amazing how little time there is in the evenings what with getting a little play time in with Enzo before dinner and then before you know it it’s bath time and bedtime for the little man and 8:00.  I’ll usually get a few things shuffled around, and minor work done, but I get tired pretty quickly and find it hard to stay up past 9:30 – if that.  One day, it’ll all get organized… one day.

Josh and I did, however, get to go on a date last night, which was very nice.  Just being able to sit back and have a relaxing meal and just talk was the best way the evening could have been spent.  So often we’re rushing through dinner it seems, so last night was a wonderful treat.  It was actually the first night we haven’t tucked Enzo in ourselves… usually when we’ve gone out it’s been earlier in the day so we’re back in time for bedtime, so it was also nice to be out past 7:00pm. :p

So, here’s to really huge bellies (let’s hope I don’t get as big as I did with Enzo), and date nights.  We actually have a good one planned for the weekend after next!

The little man and I had a fairly productive weekend, despite it just being the two of us for most of it. I went ahead and took him for his first haircut, and was so happy it didn’t freak him out too much. He was definitely uncertain about what was going down, and didn’t offer up any smiles during the process, but there were also no tears, so I consider it a victory.

As a reward we went to Barnes and Noble afterwards to pick out a new book for the munchkin, and since he had been kind of shy at the hair place, I let him out of his stroller figuring he’d stay close, but he’d still get to stretch his legs.  Oh no. As soon as I put him down, he looked around us, looked up at me, grinned, and took off straight for the Dr. Seuss section. Thankfully the store wasn’t super busy, and I was able to kind of wrangle him and all our stuff and keep him from pulling too many books off the shelves, and got to be “that mom.”  Whoops.

I managed to get some books unpacked, though, admittedly not as many as I would have liked. Enzo is at that age where he’s literally into everything, and climbing on top of whatever he can, while throwing fits when he tries to climb something he can’t.  It’s frustrating being 13 months old, you know?  Thankfully there’s always something for him to get into, though… like his dresser.  We realized it had been quiet for a few minutes and went to go peek on him only to discover this:

Who knew it was so much fun to play with your own clothes?  The stinker is also fairly attached to his nuk lately.  Since we’re weaning him off of bottles, I figure it’s okay for now for him to use it as often as he does.  It’s kind of a lifesaver when he’s tired or fussy and needs a little comfort.  I know we’ll have to get rid of the pacifier sometime this year, but I’m not too worried about it right now.