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Baby 2.0 Being Jipped?

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My husband actually brought this up two days ago. It’s very rare to receive a phone call from him during the day unless it’s an emergency or he’s coming home early. So, when my phone rang at 1:30 on Tuesday afternoon, I thought “uh oh, something’s happened and it ain’t good.”

“Hello,” I say a bit perturbed. I was actually considering taking a nap when he called, so I really didn’t want to talk.

“I was thinking,” he says quietly. “I think we’re jipping this new baby.”

Great! Was the thought that came to my mind. He’s been reading and has thought of some ridiculous and trendy way to already begin coddling this new baby. He’s going to want me to do something absurd.

“We’re not jipping the new baby,” I retorted.

“At this point in your pregnancy with Davey, we were already letting him listen to music through headphones on your belly and we were reading to him. We haven’t done any of that.”

As much as I hate to admit when my husband is right, he is right in this instance. So, it really got me to thinking. Is it because the “newness” doesn’t exist with this baby or are we just really being much too lazy?

I’ve blogged about this in the past. The whole not going overboard with Version 2.0. I don’t have a room for this baby right now (I don’t need it, but Davey already had a room at this point). I haven’t really been speaking to this one like I did with Davey. I’ve actually relished the fact that people have been unable to tell I was pregnant this time around, whereas with Davey I wanted to start showing IMMEDIATELY.

I don’t think there are in repercussions to this baby as of yet, even though I did tell Davey shortly after I found out I was pregnant with Version 2.0 that he needn’t worry about the new baby, because he would always be my favorite. Gah! What was I thinking!?!?!?! What if Version 2.0 heard that? Not to worry, I’ve quickly amended myself since then.

In an effort to show Version 2.0 that he/she is just as loved as Davey and worth every ounce of effort, I’ve started multitasking (more so than usual) and finding ways to give Version 2.0 the same amount of love even in the womb.

Davey can’t exactly read right now, but he has a few favorite books that he already knows the words to. So, I’m encouraging him to help mommy read to the baby. It’s actually quite endearing and sweet to watch him get on his hands and knees while on the couch and look at my belly and talk. When Davey goes down for his naps in the afternoon, I’ve begun taking my iPod with classical music and putting the headset on my belly. It was actually quite relaxing for me today and I think I had the best nap I’ve had to date.

Last night, my husband rubbed my belly before bed and for the first time during the pregnancy, talked to Version 2.0 and said “good night”. I’ve even dug up the old Dr. Seuss book, “Baby, Oh Baby, The Places You’ll Go” (which my husband read EVERY night before bed to Davey while he was still in my womb) and have it prepped for tonight.

Don’t worry, Version 2.0! You’re just as loved as your big brother and you’re daddy and I are going to start showing it!

Words with Daddy

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I think I just fell more in love with my husband tonight.

My husband is a different man since he’s become a father.   He’s always had a good heart, very intelligent, and just an all around awesome guy.   Becoming a father seems to have magnified all of that with me and nights like tonight just make me love him more (if that was possible).

My husband’s job has him traveling a lot.    He left early this morning well before Davey was even up.   The only time he’s had with his son was last night when he put him to bed.   I spoke with him briefly this morning on his drive and put Davey on speaker phone so he could share some words with his daddy.   They were brief and to the point, but the love between my son and his father is evident.   My boy worships the ground Daddy walks on and I’m proud of that.

Tonight, my husband decided to Facetime me on my iPad which is perfect for Davey.   We sat in the recliner as my husband’s face popped up on the screen.

“Daddeeee!” Davey screamed (he’s moved past the da-da portion).

“Hi, Buddy,” my husband said back to him.

Davey looked up at me and then back at the screen as he saw his Daddy’s face in front of him.   He pointed at Daddy, waved at him, blew him kisses and even laughed.   It made me smile, but I suppose what made my night and made me fall more in love with my husband was the fact that he sat in a lonely hotel room and sang nursery rhymes to our son.  He read him a Dr. Seuss book, one that my husband knows by heart since he’s read it so many times to Davey.   He played “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes” with Davey.   They did their ABC’s and even sang the song about two little red birds sitting on a hill.  It was the greatest ten minutes of my night and I know it was the same for Davey.

My husband talked about his day.   He asked Davey about his lunch and his dinner and inquired about the homemade strawberry muffins I’d made.   Davey did his best to communicate with the occasional nodding of the head, and his gobbledy gook of baby talk he has.   It was awesome and at one point my son tried to hug the iPad before waving good night to his daddy.   It melted my heart and made me smile as my husband did the same thing for our son.   They blew each other a kiss before we signed off, then I got a hug that I’m sure was meant for Daddy as Davey squeezed me tightly and then said silently and almost sadly into my ear, “Dadddeee.”