Change

The house is pretty quiet right now. Sydney is munching on some popcorn and watching some Disney Channel show. I'm surfing the web, enjoying the air conditioner, which I finally learned how to control the temperature on without freezing. Guess I should have read the instructions when we bought it. Spencer is hanging out by the back door, hoping someone will open it for him after having spent the day sleeping in the as yet unoccupied nursery. Al is sleeping peacefully, undisturbed. Two days from now I'll enter the hospital, mother of one. Al will go with me, about to experience a change that I think he can't yet fathom. Sydney and Jon will accompany us, to await Brooklyn's arrival. I think that even having been a mother for the last ten and a half years I've forgotten just what kind of change the birth of a new baby brings. Two days from now, the peace and quiet in the mid afternoon will be replaced by needed feedings, changing, cuddling and rocking. The silence will be pierced by the cries of our new little addition. We are all holding our breath in anticipation, this day can't arrive quickly enough. She'll come into a home full of love and laughter, a home that is full of unconditional love, patience and understanding of every one's individual needs. The peace I feel about that is indescribable. I believe there are very few people who can understand just how different this atmosphere is from the one that I brought Sydney home to. I am so blessed to have my family, I am so blessed to have a second chance and I am so very blessed to have my Sydney and our Alfred at my side to experience this with me.