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Happy 2nd anniversary, C.  It amazes me how quickly the past 730 days have flown, and how our lives today are richer than anything I could have imagined on that beautiful October afternoon.  This really does seem like yesterday, and I remember waking up that morning thinking I was the luckiest girl in the world to have found someone like you.

Little did I know, my luck had just begun.  You are everything to me, and in case I don’t say it enough, I appreciate you.  I love you for the way that you understand me when I make no sense at all, for the fact that you’re patient with me when I don’t deserve it, for believing in me and supporting my dreams.

Thank you for giving me L.A. and P2, and for being such an amazing father.  Before L.A. was born, I knew you’d be a great Dad.  What I didn’t know though is just how great you’d be.  To see our son’s face light up when you walk in the room, and to watch the two of you dissolve into laughter over your own made up games makes me love you even more – in a way I never thought was possible. 

So happy anniversary, my love.  Here’s to the last two incredible years and a million more to go.  You’re stuck with me. 

:: Video clip courtesy of digital INK studio ::

When we were scheduling this maternity session, Erica said to me – “don’t be surprised if we’re just goofing around the whole time”.  She and her husband didn’t disappoint.  Thank you guys for being so much fun to work with, I hope you enjoy your sneak peek! 

It’s just too bad these guys don’t get along, huh??  :) 

I’m sorry to have left you with such a sad and depressing entry for the past few days.  I promise to be a bit more upbeat this week, and I even have some great pictures to share so be sure to stop back. 

I was talking to a friend of mine this morning who is also expecting her second child, and I confided that I’ve been feeling a bit of guilt – both for L.A. whom I worry about losing out on his alone time with C and I – and for P2 who I wonder if I’ll be able to have the same amount of bone crushing love that I do for L.A.

I admitted that I’ve felt disconnected to P2 perhaps for a variety of reasons, but most specifically because my pregnancy with L.A. was so difficult… C and I found out right around 3 weeks with him, and from that point on everything was very touch and go.  We spent months in emotional turmoil praying for this little person, and therefore he was so real to me from the very beginning.  This time around, things have been a breeze, and on some level that makes me feel guilty.  Guilty for not thinking of the new baby all the time, guilty for being a bit scared, and guilty for feeling any of this because I know how incredibly lucky we are.

In her always wise and insightful way, my friend responded to me:

“I’m thinking someone wanted to give you a break this time around so you didn’t have to worry from day one.” 

Talk about being given exactly what you need to hear.  That one little line has helped clear the clouds for me a little, and I can feel the guilt subsiding.  Thank you.

That would be the sound of crickets around here, my friends.  I’m sorry for the lack of posting this week… work has been busy, and life has just gotten away from me.  

I actually had an entry I wanted to post that I thought of as I was driving into work today, about how our evenings and mornings are so vastly different in our interactions as a family.  I was going to post about our evening frustrations, and how a happy little smile in the morning seemed to make it all worth it.  

But today wound up being one of those days where something hits you so hard it forces you to step back and look at the big picture in an incredibly humbling way.  I learned of an extremely sad, and heart wrenching situation that an old friend is going through.  Without burdening you with the details that have left a lump in my throat, I will simply tell you she lost her infant son.  The story is far too sad to go into, but I will tell you it has made me incredibly grateful for my own son, and the little bean inside of me. 

Today as L.A. looks at me defiantly during dinner and throws his meatballs on the floor, I will not be annoyed, but so aware of my blessings.  When we end bath time and I’m soaking wet from the little dude’s need to splash the absolute largest splash his baby arms and legs can make, I’ll be grateful that he’s healthy enough to do so.  As I lay on the couch nearly asleep at 8:02, in a state of first trimester zombi-ism, I will feel like the luckiest girl alive to be blessed with P2 inside of me.   

Tonight is just one of those nights where I’d ask you to kiss your kids just one extra time, to hug your spouse for a moment longer than usual, and just look around at all that you have… I’m willing to bet there’s a ton to be grateful for.  

Lastly, if you have any prayers that you might be willing to send to Stacey and Spencer, I would appreciate it.  They’re really going to need them. 

I really love meeting new families and new babies.  I especially love when they’re extensions of families I already know.  William is little Jack’s cousin and I’m lucky enough to get to watch them both grow throughout this coming year.  

Will was quite the little ham, and my camera adored him!  

Oh, and did I mention his parents are GORGEOUS??? Seriously, photographers would kill to photograph families as beautiful as this. 

Lastly, just for fun… here’s what William thinks of his Christening hat.

It was so nice meeting you guys, can’t wait to see you again! 

I’d like to introduce L.A.P.2 (Little Acosta Part 2) -  P2 for short. 

C and I are extremely happy to be adding to our little family.  It’s going to be a crazy few years, but we’re psyched about the adventure.  If all goes as planned, P2’s estimated arrival is May 10th which will make the kids about a year and a half apart.  Heaven help us!!