We're staring 5 months postpartum in the face and I'm sitting here in complete denial over the constant tick of time - hoping somehow my denial will slow the hands of time. It has yet to do that. I look over at my baby boy, thinking I'll see my tiny babe quietly taking in his brand new surroundings as he moves to the random, uncoordinated motions of only a newborn. Instead my boy is jumping in his bouncer grabbing and chewing on his toys and giggling at motorboat noises. He stops, looks up and me and beams a huge smile as his eyes exude complete adoration for his mama bird.
At 3 months I felt like I finally overcame the ridiculous exhaustion of having a newborn. Late nights and early mornings with a dapple of multiple feedings in between is a perfect recipe for that newborn fog. I still sport a good pair of dark circles - so does Jon for that matter, but the intensity is lessening. All good news on this side :)
Our first born took 4 months to figure our her new role as the older sister. Declan is now 4 1/2 months old. Finally we are at the stage where she no longer stalks Declan's paci nor demands mirrored attention when Declan is being soothed. It's rough on the first born. . .rougher on the parents I might add. I find a good dose of steel nerves gets you through those moments when both babies are demanding attention at the.exact.same.time. Those are always fun times. To add a little interest I always make sure those moments occur in the middle of grocery shopping, cooking dinner...or paying bills.
So, as I mentioned, we are 4 1/2 months into baby #2. What I've learned is that our 2nd child sees a pair of parents with a slightly higher level of skills than what the 1st child saw. Of course, I am only speaking of us personally. We walked out of the hospital with Declan, discharge papers in hand, feeling a lot more confident than we had with our newborn baby Chloe. That confidence is a good feeling! It also means we have the folding mechanisms on the baby stroller figured out, baby wearing perfected and diaper changes nailed in the pitch dark. High five!
Our first born took 4 months to figure our her new role as the older sister. Declan is now 4 1/2 months old. Finally we are at the stage where she no longer stalks Declan's paci nor demands mirrored attention when Declan is being soothed. It's rough on the first born. . .rougher on the parents I might add. I find a good dose of steel nerves gets you through those moments when both babies are demanding attention at the.exact.same.time. Those are always fun times. To add a little interest I always make sure those moments occur in the middle of grocery shopping, cooking dinner...or paying bills.
So, as I mentioned, we are 4 1/2 months into baby #2. What I've learned is that our 2nd child sees a pair of parents with a slightly higher level of skills than what the 1st child saw. Of course, I am only speaking of us personally. We walked out of the hospital with Declan, discharge papers in hand, feeling a lot more confident than we had with our newborn baby Chloe. That confidence is a good feeling! It also means we have the folding mechanisms on the baby stroller figured out, baby wearing perfected and diaper changes nailed in the pitch dark. High five!
