Bash is going to be a big brother!

Oh yeah, it's that time again!  The Rollins family is growing.  Bash doesn't get the concept yet, but I'm already certain that he's going to be good at big brothering.  I'm more excited than I expected to be about this new addition.  There was a time when I went around saying I'd be cool not having any kids at all.  I'm sure I would have been okay with it, but life with Bash has been such a blast that I can't wait to see this next little star.

We decided not to find out the gender this time.  That adds a layer of excitement.  Not to be all hipster condescending, but it will be awesome to quench that curiosity after a labor battle.  It's funny that after almost three years of parenting I feel like I'm some sort of parenting pro.  I've only accompanied Swedie through labor once.  That means I pretty much don't know shit.  I walk around with an unwarranted confidence and I'm sure a rude awakening is coming.

Bash was a pretty reasonable and respectable infant.  I can only recall two night where we sat up with him screaming his head off.  Those were frustrating nights, but even on those nights we reminded each other that he NEVER does that.  We took comfort in that fact and smiled as our perfect child screamed.  We didn't get that challenge that we hear about when a kid cries through the nights and no matter what, you can't calm the child down.  Bash has spoiled us.  I'm convinced that life as a movie is a comedy.  The writing is on the wall for this next baby to be a rude awakening.  Just as we have parenting "figured out", Baby 2 is gonna be a much less reasonable and blatantly disrespectful little bundle.

But that's what I signed up for.  Swedie was ready for #2 and what was I gonna do, stop having sex?  Yeah right.  I wasn't surprised when she told me, but I was more excited than I would have imagined.  It's not about me like it was when Bash was the size of a peanut.  It's about the family now.  I can't wait to see what kind of brother Bash is gonna be.  I can't wait to mold him into a better big brother than I am.  I'm excited to pass on the good things my parents passed on to me as well as the things I've learned over time.

The gender thing is interesting this time around.  I want to have a girl, but I really don't care about the gender.  It would be cool to have one of each (and then stop!) but it would also be cool to have two boys.  The world is a scary and unfair place for women and I don't know if that will change sufficiently by the time my child born this summer is a teenager.  That's a sad truth that I will personally fight to change.  It also makes me want to raise a bad-ass, take no prisoners queen. That would be amazing.

All in all it feels good that our family is growing.  Swedie's belly is growing.  Bash is growing.  My heart even feels like it's growing.  This journey is getting better every day.  We look forward to meeting this sweet baby angel that's on deck.  July can't come fast enough.  Until next time...


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