Where the wind comes sweeping down the plains...

Wow. So, the wind is a howlin' out my window right now. I'm assured that it is not as cold as it sounds out there by my wonderful Hubby who has just left me to provide me with much needed food. It's a Golden Chick kind of day. I'm stoked.

Well, we have a doctors appointment today at 4:30. Nothing too important about this appointment except Smasher is going to go with us and hopefully catch his first glimpses of The Expected. He is going to be such an amazing big brother. I had a strange dream last night about Smasher and The Expected. They were probably around three and two and were playing nicely together in the backyard. The Expected had somehow fallen off the swing set and before I could even get to her, Smasher was there to comfort her and tell her that it was okay. It really was heart warming. I've heard parents of kids that are born so close together say that their kids always end up being the best of friends and that they really help each other when they get older. I hope that reigns true for my kiddos. Smasher is a very intuitive and observant child even now. He understands when someone is sad or hurting. He doesn't like to hear other kids cry. It's not the fact that the kid is loud and its bothering his ears. It's the fact that he doesn't like for others to be in distress. Also, he loves little girls. He watches them, laughs at them, and smiles at them. Even the ones who are too young to do any of that stuff back. Sometimes when it's just he and I, he gently lays his head on my stomach and just listens. I know it seems silly, but I think he knows something. I think he knows that he is somehow bonding with his sister and she's not even here yet.

Well, The Hubby has returned with food. And that is my exit cue...

So, for now, auf wiedersehen.