The second time around (bis)

Another good thing about parenting a second child is that you have your first one to remind you that things do, indeed, get better.

With my son, I used to have moments of complete discouragement when I thought I could not possibly do this for months and years to come. When I would change a third dirty diaper in ten minutes, or when I thought about all the nights I had gone through without sleeping more than 6 hours in a row. But with my daughter, when I think about things like that, I look at my son and think of how fast he grew. It seems like just yesterday he was a newborn too and I was crying over those small issues. Now he’s potty trained, he’s in preschool… It went SO fast! So I put my cheek against my daughter’s soft, soft cheek (as I pace around the bedroom trying to put her to sleep as she’s screaming in my years) and I enjoy the moment, knowing that I will blink and suddenly she’ll be all grown up, too. And I will never have another baby wake me up in the middle of the night.

It makes things much, much more tolerable with a second child!

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