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The Curiosity of a 3-Year Old



Jackson has been pretty oblivious to the whole baby thing. He even went to one of my ultrasounds and thought we were just checking my belly to make sure everything was working properly. We didn't want to share the news with him until we knew the pregnancy was viable and the baby was healthy. Well, apparently there are other ways to find out mommy is pregnant other than us telling him or seeing his baby sister/brother on the screen. He and I had the following conversation while I was getting dressed a little over a week ago:

Jackson: Mommy, why is your belly growing bigger?
Me: (laughing and contemplating if I should tell him) Well, mommy has another baby in her belly.
Jackson: What? How did another baby get in your belly?
Me: God was so nice and loved us so much He gave us another baby.
Jackson: Well, tell God to take it back.
Me: I can't tell God to take the baby back. He already blessed us with another baby.
Jackson: But I just want my Grady.
Me: You'll love another baby, too, and be the best big brother ever!

Jackson then kissed my belly and seemed satisfied with that answer. Good thing my belly was getting bigger for a reason other than eating too much ice cream! He goes back and forth with the idea of having another sibling. One minute he will kiss my belly and the next he will be hugging Grady telling me that he only wants "his Grady." One thing is for sure though, he is on his daddy's side and wants this baby to be another brother!

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Romberg Family said…
Thats cute!!!! Another boy? Are you thinking the same thing?
October 27, 2009 at 5:23 PM
BML said…
Sis-ter! Sis-ter! I'm on team baby girl... can you tell??
October 28, 2009 at 5:10 PM
Kameron said…
After growing up in a house with four sisters can you blame the man?
October 31, 2009 at 8:26 PM
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