I just can’t believe it.
He is the youngest of two and the last one we will have. I can no longer have children, well I was advised by my doctor not to have anymore since I had two c-sections my uterus can’t handle another pregnancy so it could be potentially dangerous to have another one. I’m not upset about it though, I am luckier than most women, I was able to have two, healthy boys. I have nothing to complain about.
I am sad that it’s all going by so fast though! The second child is so different than the first. With my oldest I had no idea what I was doing, I was so overwhelmed, I suffered with postpartum depression and anxiety. I felt like such a failure at everything, I still feel that way sometimes with my oldest. He’s my guinea pig baby. With my second son everything is so much easier. I already know what to do, how to fix things, I’m more patient this time around even though I have two instead of just one. I wish I could have been as calm the first time around as I am now.
Going from one to two is not as rough as I thought it would be, I was super anxious about it though when I was pregnant with the second one. You get used to it though and learn a new standard of normal.
If I were to give parents advice about going from one to two I would say try to wait until the older one is at least three years old. I know some people want their children to be close in age, that’s what I wanted. Now that I’m on this side of things, however, I wish I would have waited an extra year. The reason I say that is I wish I could have gotten my oldest potty trained before the new baby arrived, he would also understand better why the new baby is here now, and to just have a little more one on one time with my oldest.
I just can’t believe the first year is already over. Next year another big milestone starts for my oldest: preschool.
I’m just going to cry for a minute…
I’m so thankful that my boys are healthy and growing and learning new things all the time. I can’t wait to introduce them to books and movies and music as they get older and teach them all the cool things that I learned growing up and giving them experiences they will remember for the rest of their lives. The future is exciting, even if I know I’m going to miss them being little squishy babies.
Happy birthday to my littlest man!