As I get farther into my pregnancy, I worry a bit more about the change in our family. It's perfect right now and the Little Buddy is our life. He is growing up so fast and everyday I hang onto him more. When he sits in my lap I think about how there won't be a lap there much longer and how I have to hold him tight so he won't get up and I can treasure those small moments. When I pick him out of his crib in the morning or after naptime and he hugs me tight and puts his head on his shoulder I think about how my stomach will soon get in the way. and then I get sad. because by the time I have a lap again or no stomach to get in the way he will be too old and too independent to want to sit on my lap. It's kind of bittersweet. I want him to be my baby forever (he will be my baby forever I guess, but you know what I mean) but then that would make me pregnant forever too!