Sibling Rivalry

I was always pretty secure about being the youngest out of two. 

I guess everything has to change with baby’s arrival.  We are so exited about our baby’s every kick, hearing her heartbeat and seeing her ultrasound – about everything that has to do with her.  I suspect the level of excitement will drop the next time around.  First, we will be too busy running around and getting the first one to do things for us.  And second, we might adopt been there – done it attitude.

Now I wish I were the oldest.


January 14, 2007. Breedosaurus.

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