World's best

I got treated to a movie and dinner on Sunday with my two favorite guys. Brad came home from work on Sunday early and wanted to go get his and Turner's hair cut. Turner got excited and said he wanted to go to the movies too. Sounded like a good idea to us, so we headed out for the mall.
The haircuts went well, we purchased our movie tickets, and then we had an hour to kill before the show started. Brad took Turner into Sears on a mission, Turner needed a wallet. They found a perfect little boy's wallet and I picked up a few things for the baby. It wasn't that long ago that I was buying onsies for Turner, not anymore, now he has a wallet. He is Papa's little man. Turner wants to be just like Brad. So Brad put a few bucks in the wallet and let him carry his movie ticket. My baby was so proud of himself for having a wallet just like Papa. Turner is literally growing up before my eyes.
I could barely pay attention to the movie. I was having a hard time not staring at my son sitting with my husband. In the soft glow from the silver screen I saw the two most beautiful people. They have the same haircut, the same deep blue/green eyes, the same profile, and they both have all of my heart. Seeing the man I fell in love with with our son makes me fall deeper for him everyday. I love watching the two of them.
I wonder if this will happen with Tate? Will she look like me in miniature? Will brad see all the good things from me in her? I know I see everything wonderful from my husband manifest in our little boy. Our dynamic is about to change, three will become four. I can not wait.
This pregnancy is different, I guess it's supposed to be. I am less aware of the time passing now, I have Turner to keep me busy. When I was pregnant the first time I got to sit around and stare at my stomach, watch it move. I read every pregnancy book, journaled every little change, not this time. Turner is special, he's my first, we got to do all of it together for the first time. Now Turner is experiencing me being pregnant from the outside. Turner pays so much attention to my stomach. He kisses my belly any time my shirt gets pulled up. He puts lotion on me every morning. He talks to Tate and tells me what she wants to eat. He shares his toys by bringing them over and sitting them on top of my growing midsection. I am so lucky he's such a sweet little boy.
I am curious how he'll react when there is actually another person to have to share with. Right now it's just mom talking about a baby and he's always shared with mom, so it's no big deal. I don't have the fear of not having enough love for two kids. I had such great role models in my parents. They love my sister and I beyond measure and I don't think either of us ever felt slighted. I know we'll be great with one more of us.
I wonder how it'll go in the beginning. I have one particular day that I remember, Turner was a month or so old. It snowed the biggest most beautiful snowflake for a whole day. I sat holding my little boy for hours, just looking at how incredible he was. Just he and I curled up on the couch by the picture window watching the quiet world. On that day I knew it was one of the most perfect days that I would have in my life. I look forward to that feeling with a new person to get to know. I know it won't be as quiet, but loud is beautiful too.
Now I will have someone here after all the family leaves and Brad goes back to work. I had Turner but no one else to see the miracle that was him all day long. Turner will get to see Tate's first smile, hear her laugh and coo, and be there for all the wonderful things that happen in your first year. I am so excited to share that with my boy. Tate won't know what it's like to have mom to herself. She'll come into this world having a big brother. I'm glad and thankful to be having one of each. We'll get to experience the up s and downs of both. This way Turner can stay "The World's Best Boy" and I can add "The World's Best Girl" to the family.