How is it Possible?

We have a boy turning two tomorrow. Two?? Really? It's absolutely astounding to me that two years have already gone by! I am not going to get all nostalgic here and now...I'll save (most of) the reminiscences until our busy weekend is over and I actually have time to reflect. Besides, if I was reminiscing now about what I was doing two years ago, I'd be remembering still being in labor after about 40 hours, and really being no further ahead than when I'd started. I'd be recalling about a lot of worries and fears about Baby's (...so strange that at that point, we didn't know he was Iain yet!) health and well being. I'd be remembering saying "Oh please, can I have more anesthesia?" and "Really? No progress? Yes, certainly, let's do the C-section", because it was almost at exactly this time of night, two years ago, that we decided this was the only way we were ever going to meet that kidd-o!

But. Five hours from now we were holding our firstborn son, healthy and screaming, against all odds. All the chaos of the previous two days completely faded away, and he was here! He was ours! Joyous news!

And now he's two. Is it possible? We've been looking forward to Iain's second birthday party almost as soon as we finished up with his first. It was such a great time, that we basically would have repeated it down the detail if we could. We would have liked to have repeated our trip to the zoo and our family BBQ, only exchanging the Lion on the cake for a Rock-Star theme (and skipping the part about announcing we were having another baby!) But, as with all best laid plans, it was not to be. With Iain's family scattered throughout three countries at the moment (not to mention the ones in the USA living in two distant states!) we knew it would be a smaller group, but we were still planning lots of fun. We didn't plan on rain. We didn't plan on a sick boy, who's been sleeping badly, as grouchy as all get-out. So we had to do some creative re-shuffling.

Because he's been so temperamental this week, we decided to split up the fun, and not overload him. Because it was raining, we skipped the zoo and stayed in town. Here's what we did today!

After "big breakfast" we went to the mall for some "rides"
(Iain only likes the rides if we don't put the money in...so...not really rides...)
Then...we went on a bus.
That's right. A bus. A plain ol' city bus. For about a month now, Iain's constant refrain to himself has been "Someday you'll go on a bus!". We're not sure how he got it into his head that a bus ride would be the epitome of fun...but somehow he did. So today...he got to go on a bus. Congratulations little man and happy second birthday...here's a ride on a bus. He actually loved it, (especially the lollipop the bus driver gave him) although in the pictures he seems less than thrilled. He was looking a little peaky at this point-pretty sure he felt awful.

We wrapped up with lunch at McDonald's Playplace, where Iain's "playing", much like his "rides" is slightly less than adventurous. It consists of sitting on the steps , climbing on the chairs, or running around on the ground. But he was happy, and Liam enjoyed himself too.

Finally, the highlight of his night. Grampy and Daddy took him to a hockey game! (Way to go Saints; Clark Cup Champions!!) We figured it was literally his last chance to get in for free, and he loved it! He did ask several times to "Go on the ice for a minute" and "Ride the zamboni please", but even without those thrills, he had a good time.

We'll see how tomorrow goes-we've got a bang-up Rock-star bash for eight planned (really wishing it was a party for sixteen...Pitmans and Pattersons alike...you'll be dreadfully missed), and we're hoping for a "big sleep" to wake our boy up revived and refreshed. We'll keep you posted on the details!

Oh boy. It's tomorrow. I mean...it's today! It's your birthday Iain-Man! Our boy is two. Happy birthday Iain James Pitman!