I write this from a completely personal perspective. These are my feelings. My thoughts. My emotions.
Having our first daughter turned our world upside down. We were selfish before we had her. We slept until midday, went out whenever we wanted without having to pack a huge bag and our time was our own. Then Siena arrived and we were thrust into the wonderful, difficult and somewhat chaotic world of parenting. It was brilliant and beautiful but it was honestly the most difficult thing I have ever done. It is such a huge adjustment to your life, there is no manual available for your child. You can read every blog post and book or watch any video you like and nothing will quite fit your child. You just have to learn, deal with it and come through it.
Don’t get me wrong, I have enjoyed the journey but I don’t think anyone or anything can prepare you for quite how terrifying and wonderful it is all at once.
Having your second child is different. You aren’t clawing away at the hours, wishing for 5pm to come quickly so you have some help. You aren’t desperate for your husband to walk through the door so you can hand him the baby. Again, don’t get me wrong, I have days where I could stand and scream, we all do. But it’s not anywhere near as stressful as the baptism of fire that is your first baby.
I have it easy, Alba is an easy baby. She slotted in perfectly and barely made a peep for the first month. Fast forward 5 months and she’s still my easy baby, she suffers with her teeth but she sleeps well and she’s happy 99% of the time.
I think a lot of it is to do with my attitude and emotions the second time round. The first time felt like a battle, it was such a change and I was just trying to keep my head above water and survive. With Alba, I know how short the days are, I know how quickly their second birthday comes around, I know that your baby is only a newborn for what feels like a millisecond. I know that I’ll miss it, I already do. I know what it’s like to crave that tiny baby you once held in your arms and to wish you could keep them little for just a minute longer.
So if you’re reading this, crying and rocking your first, second, third or fourth baby to sleep, praying for respite. Remember, the days are long but time is short and fleeting. Love them, cherish them and live in the moment.
A broody mum of two under two.