The Secret To Surviving Two
As my second child is [hopefully] close to her arrival, I have had a ton of people asking if I am getting excited or if I am ready for two kids. The first thoughts that pop in my head are pure terror and anxiety over the idea of going back to sleepless nights, engorged boobs, and brushing my teeth once a week. Add on the fact that I will still be responsible for a two year old while dealing with all the other stuff, well, how excited do you think I am?
Although, the idea of two children really does scare me and I often question how I even ended up in this position, tonight I discovered the answer to all of my questions. I’m constantly wondering how I’m going to put two kids to bed? How will I give both children equal attention? How will I start my work out plan that I have been putting off for two years? The list goes on and on. But, it’s all solved now [Except for the working out part… still unsure how I’ll fit that in!]
My husband usually works at night and cannot be home for bedtime. Therefore, it’s often just Jack and me, which can be good and bad. After a long day of dealing with an emotional toddler, I can be burnt out by bedtime. When he does finally get in bed, I usually do a happy dance as I walk down the hallway.
Well, tonight was thankfully going smooth. Bathtime was fun, I was able to brush his teeth for longer than 30 seconds, and I got his pjs on with out having to pin him down to the floor. Per usual, we read a few books and then I shut the lights off. After I sang him a song, he said, “Mama sit chair”, meaning “sit back down woman, you’re not going anywhere!”
Being exhausted, I figured I could use a few minutes to cuddle with him in the rocking chair. After five minutes, I realized my chocolate levels were running low and it was time to head downstairs, so I got up to put him in bed. As I pulled the blankets onto his back and kissed his chubby cheek, he popped his head up, looked at me and said, “Night night, love you mama. Love you mom.”
Like I said, I’m very pregnant and my firstborn is just became a two year old, so it makes sense that I was teary eyed as I left his room. It also makes sense that I then spent 20 minutes looking at pictures and videos of him as the words, “love you mom,” echoed in my head.
I don’t think there’s a way to truly prepare for a second child. Just like the first one, it is life changing. But, tonight reminded me that overtime, I will become a good mom of two. I will learn how to balance it all. The answer to all the questions of how to be ready is love. As long as you’re ready to love unconditionally, then there is no need to be fearful of the unknown.
Being a parent is the most difficult thing I have ever done in my life. If anyone tells you it’s easy, then they are straight up lying to you! At times, it even sucks. You are constantly dealing with trying situations and you never know what mood[s] your child will be on a day-to-day basis. It’s also full of unpredictable moments that can be stressful and exhausting.
However, there are small, quiet moments that will surprise you and remind you why this crazy, hectic life is so very worth it. It’s the moment when you are reminded that your child loves you at your best and your worst, whether you showered or not, you’re their hero. There is nothing on this earth that is more valuable or fulfilling than a love like that.
So, yeah, it’s going to suck for a while. I’m going to be wearing the same shirt for three or more days in a row, I’m going to forget to clip my nursing bra after feeding the baby while in public, and I’m going to want to punch my husband a few times at 2:30 in the morning.
But, just like my firstborn has done, this sweet little girl will win my heart over and remind me that I am loved far beyond I could have ever imagined or ever thought I ever deserved.
Update: Julianne gave birth to her daughter in May and she is surviving (well so far) 😀.
She considers a successful day one where she gets to brush her teeth and take a shower. Her life has been turned upside down since her son’s arrival, but [most days] she wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world!
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