Sometimes we have a baby and buy a house in the same week, and then we remodel the house for the next 5 months.

That leaves me with 23970698357 ideas to blog about and I end up always blogging about my baby. But here goes anyway...

I check on my baby several times at night after he has gone to bed. Yes, I'm THAT mom.

Tonight, while checking on him, I placed my hand on his chest and immediately felt his little heart beating beneath my hand. For some reason, I haven't felt his little heart beat before.

As a sat there for a second I immediately thought of just a few months ago when he and I shared the same crowded space, and every week or two, I anticipated hearing that sweet little thump thump through my giant belly.  I would heave a sigh of relief every time knowing all was well.

And for the VERY first time, I remembered the sweetness of being pregnant with my little Scotty. I knew his name before he was even "a twinkle in my eye". From the day I found out I was pregnant with him I wondered each day what he would look like, if he would have his daddy's laugh or my stubborn nature.

It's insane how just a few months ago I didn't know these things about my baby and now, I can pick out his little voice in a room full of babies and I couldn't forget that sweet face in a million years.

I know his heartbeat like it is my own, and he knows mine too.