I cannot believe it’s already August… that means Wilder is almost 4 months old. Insane. It’s crazy to think that I’ve been a mom of two for that long. Most days I feel like I’m just trying to keep my head above water and survive until nap/bed time.
I’ve had a lot of requests to talk about the transition from one to two kids.
I’m in no way an expert on this topic, and I know it’s different for everyone, but I found the transition from one to two a lot easier than going from zero to one. I was already a mother and knew what I was doing… at least a little bit more. I spent a lot less time second guessing myself and realized that, even though each phase can feel like it’s never-ending (especially waking up several times in the middle of the night with a newborn), they’re all temporary. You definitely realize how much faster everything goes by the second time.
When Wilder was born we tried to keep Crosby’s schedule as normal as possible. She still went to ballet once a week and got one-on-one time with each of us, as well as her grandparents. I made it a big point to always ask her for “help.” That could be anything from handing me a diaper to giving Wilder a pacifier if he was crying. We talked about everything we were doing and always included her.
Taking the two of them out of the house by myself was one of the biggest mental hurdles I had to get through. But once I ripped that band-aid off I realized it really wasn’t that much more challenging to take two kids out. Especially when one is a baby who can stay in a car seat/stroller/baby carrier the whole time. It’s so nice to get out. On the days where I take them both out I always feel better and it makes the day pass a lot faster.
It’s the hardest job in the world and there are definitely difficult days. I’ve learned that it’s okay to cry. It’s okay to ask for help. It’s okay if your older child now watches more TV. It’s okay to feel guilty. We’re all doing the best we can and that’s more than enough for our kids.
baby carrier, stroller & conversion kit
