Guess what?

*I wrote this post before our little beautiful Mango passed away. We had been waiting for the right time to announce the news but it just never was. I now look back at the words I wrote and I can see myself in those words and how happy I was and how fulfilling it was to have such a wonderful boy in our lives. I couldn't bring myself to delete the post. I had to post it up. Missing my little sweet Mango.*






Today, I realised that Plum has already turned 1 and Mango isn’t a little baby anymore. He is a little boy. A young little boy who just happens to still act like a baby. 

Plum is picking things up everyday. He gets frustrated if he can't get something right the first time round and he says ‘yes’ to every ‘no’ I give him.  

Me: Mama, Don’t touch that. Dangerous. Remember?

Plum: huuuhhh?? (reaches his hand towards switch)

Me: Nooooo 

Plum: Yetthhh

Me: Noooo

Plum: Yeethhh

Me: Nooooo Mama. Dangerous.

Plum: huuuhhh??? Yeth

And so the negotiation begins…. I thought he would be at least 2 years old before all the negotiation started. *sighs* Sometimes I have to look away, to try and hold my laugh in, so he can take me seriously. Just too cute.

So, while life was passing by without any of us really taking any notice to it. We find ourselves at a certain event in our life, repeating itself. A baby. A wonderfully beautiful baby. 

That's right! Mango and Plum are going to be BIG brothers! 

Mango has the whole big brother role down pat. Making sure that Plum doesn't always get his favourite toys and snatching them off him when he can. Plum on the other hand, I'm not too worried about at the moment. His entire life has been about sharing and group cuddles. So I shouldn't be worrying. Right? OK. I admit. I'm worried a tiny bit. A kinda BIG tiny bit. 

Group cuddles will be a little more difficult but the more the merrier! =)

I know everyone must think that this whole motherhood thing has made me loose my mind. I mean, who wants 3 kids under 3 anyways. But I look to the future and I see myself looking back to this moment and appreciating the way things went along. I want always for Mango to have people he can always play with. I also know that it wont be easy. I count myself as slightly insane for doing this but I know for a fact. That if I have learnt anything, it is that the best way is to just take things as they came the best we can. So when baby does arrive and the baby is crying all night. I have to force myself to remember that we don't have control over anything and that this will be over with very soon. 

Before I know it, I'll be looking back on these posts and realise that my awesome kids have grown up and no longer need their mum the way they use to and will no longer want group cuddles. Just the thought of it makes me sad. Atleast I will have Mango right. He loves cuddles. I hope he will always want to cuddle me. 

Oh my goodness. There is a baby on the way!!!