Dawson is my first. He arrived about 7 months after my wedding and was 7 weeks premature, though very healthy. He’s always been my “easy” kid until recently, when he decided to start acting like an almost five year old boy who is jealous of the attention his sisters are getting and acts out because of that. He’s driving me NUTS. Though I love him so.
This picture epitomizes the type of child Delaney is. While her four-year-old brother trepidated slowly up the steps and waited until the line of children on the ladder behind him grew crowded to the point where he had no choice but to go down, Delaney fearlessly climbed up and slid down (at the speed of light it seemed) until we could convince her to move on (I believe food was the bait).
From birth, Delaney was active and fidgety, difficult to put down, and a lot of work. I had a very difficult time adjusting to the two kids. When she was about nine months old I found out I was pregnant again. I was shocked, frightened, horrified, and a little excited at the same time, I must admit. Things have been working out well though since little angel Rylan has come along. It feels like a real family now.