I can't believe that in only 6 more months, Mason is going to be 2 years old! This doesn't seem possible! So much has changed since he came into our family. When the twins were Mason's age, I was already a few months pregnant! Soon I will be pregnant again and Mason will no longer be the baby. This makes me a little sad because I just can't imagine Mason not being the baby anymore!
Mason's pregnancy was a slight surprise to us and I often reflect back on it. We had done two rounds of Clomid before we found out we had to move from where we were living. Frank had hurt his back and was out of work and we were getting evicted because we fell behind on rent due to lack of work for Frank. By this time, I was already pregnant, I just didn't know it yet, so there was no turning back. I took a pregnancy test at a friend's house a week or so later because Father's Day was the next day and I wanted to surprise Frank if it was positive. It was negative, and though my friend urged me to test again, I said no because I had gotten my hopes up that I was pregnant and didn't want to be let down and discouraged. So we wen about our normal lives. We packed up our apartment and dealt with so much stress during that time, and then moved in with my sister in law. Since we were clearly not stable to have a baby at this time, it was a blessing in disguise that the test had been negative, and we were going to wait before trying again until we got into our own apartment again, and Frank got back to working. But I wanted to continue taking one of the medications that was used to jump start my period, as I had never had normal cycles and wanted to at least keep getting a period every month so that when the time did come to try again, one thing was checked off the list. The doctor instructed me to do a pregnancy test before taking the medication, as it brings on bleeding and the last thing you want when you are pregnant is to bleed. I knew the test would be negative, but I obliged. Well, I thought it would be negative, at least. Imagine my shock when I peed on the stick, turned my head for 3 minutes to get dressed, and turned back to look at the test only to be met with this:
We were a mix of emotions. Shocked and excited mostly! Apparently the test I had taken back at Father's Day just wasn't sensitive enough or it was still a little too early. Regardless of the timing, we knew everything happened for a reason and there was a reason God was giving us this baby right now, at this time in our lives.
Now, I firmly believe that God gave us Mason to bring us joy through all of the frustration and financial stress we were experiencing at that time. We needed something uplifting to get us through those few difficult months, and Mason was just that. Within a few months of finding out we were pregnant with him, we ended up getting a new apartment and though there was still no work for Frank, we managed financially just fine. We slowly rebuilt our lives and got back on our feet and were still good when Mason was born. Of course today we are better then ever, but even still, things worked out just as they should have for that time in our life. Mason truly was our rainbow after the storm and light at the end of the tunnel.
Today, Mason is such a ham! He will do anything to get a good laugh out of everyone around him. He has a great sense of humor, I love it so much!
He loves his older brother and sister beyond words! He loves to play with their toys and play with them and tries so hard to keep up with them. They definitely do their share of beating up on him and tackling or fighting with him, but he never backs down and gives the abuse right back to let them know who is truly the boss around here!
He talks sooo much, I can't even keep track of his words now! The newest ones are Connor, Merasia, and morning. He says Connor and Merasia's names so well for just learning them, and though they may not be super clear to strangers, he is definitely saying their names when he does say them. And just this morning he met Connor at the twins' bedroom door and said "morning!"
He loves to go to the beach and play in the sand and water. He doesn't go in the water too much but loves to sit in the water right near the shore and play with toys or splash. Oh, and he greatly enjoys eating sand....
He loves playing with pretend tools, cars, and trucks and just loves playing ball! He loves to be outside and run and jump and play! He is one very active little boy with an appetite like no other! His temper gives us a run for our money too...
Mason is such a love bug, too. He loves to give hugs and kisses and snuggles. Recently he started playing with some of Merasia's baby dolls. He rocks them, hugs them, and kisses them and it's the sweetest thing in the world to see! It makes me so excited to have or next baby and see how he is with a real live baby in the house. It seems like he is getting some good practice in! ;)
I can't wait to see what the next 6 months have in store for Mason and for us. I've already started planning his second birthday....what can I say? I can't help myself!