I feel like I went to bed on September 12, 2009 and I'm barely waking up. How did we get here? Everybody always told me it was important to take pictures...to video everything because you would soon forget things. I haven't forgotten anything, it all just seems like a dream. Always hidden behind a veil. Don't get me wrong, I love my little Buba, but I feel as though with his coming...my mind has decided to go on vacation.
We are finally getting to were things are coming together. Crazy, when you think about it...he'll be two in a couple of month. I sometimes feel real guilty. Like I've robbed Anna of something. Yeah, I thought that having a sibling around would be great for her. She wouldn't be an only child. I come from a somewhat big family. I love my brothers and sister. I don't know what I would do without them. So, naturally, Anna "needed" a brother or sister. She got a brother. Now, I look back and I miss her. I miss being just us girls. Every now and then Johnny takes Buba to do "boy things" and Anna and I go do "girl things". It's fun, and I can see it in her eyes. She misses me too.
Yet, I don't know how I ever managed without Buba. My sunshine. He came and turned our world upside down and now we all try to pick up the pieces and put them back together. The picture isn't the same...it's perfect now.
I think that for the longest time we have been on survival mode. Things were so much easier with just one child...*sigh*...but things are so much sweeter with two.
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