Twice as nice

I have gotten s few random phone calls/comments since having my baby girl. Mainly "I'm worried about you" or "You seem so happy(with a vocal inflection that denotes surprise)". Why? I was happy and made it through number one. Hell, I even wanted a number two, so it really couldn't have been that bad the first time around.
I guess all the concern throws me. But as a clarification: I don't really like being pregnant, but babies, I love babies. I have already started trying to soften Brad to the idea of a third. How you ask? By telling Turner to ask for a brother of course. No I don't want another one right now, but Brad takes a while to warm to new ideas.
Life with two is actually twice as great as life with one. I have just let go of some of my crazy rules and standards for the time being. Honestly, my bed hasn't been made since Tate came home with us and it doesn't bother me. Instead of spending five minutes in the morning making the bed I spend five minutes laying in the bed looking at my angels. Turner climbs up and hugs me and Tate. Then he stays with me while I feed his sister.
Nursing a second baby is different. It's not the quiet time that it was with Turner. Instead it's time spent holding my girl while talking with my boy. It forces me to sit down and slow down. Turner will come a sit in the chair with me. He'll hold Tate's tiny hand and talk with me. We discuss Power Rangers, rollie pollies, what's for lunch, our favorite colors, we sing, and I love every second of it.
Turner has really blossomed into a wonderful big brother. Brad and I both worried if our kids would be close. I never had a brother and he's never had a sister. This is uncharted territory for the both of us. Fortunately for us, I see no way that they won't be the best of friends. When I hear Turner saying "It's OK my lil girl, don't cry, brother is here" I know he'll be her hero all her life. Every day Turner wants to know if she's talking yet, like it'll happen over night. He can't wait to play with her. He talked to my stomach every night asking her to come out. I have no doubt that when Tate does decide to wake and talk it'll be Turner's name she says first.