So I have been thinking a lot lately about how life is going to change with the addition of our second baby this summer. Obviously there are logisitics to work out: when to transition Tennyson out of the crib (of course, he's been able to climb out of it for months now), how to teach him gentleness with his little brother, how I am going to get through my day with little sleep (at first) and take care of a 2-year old, and how to juggle the needs of a newborn on top of watching kids, bookkeeping, and everything that goes into running a household. But most of all I worry about Tennyson.
I know every mother in this situation thinks the same thing. How is my firstborn going to react to not being the only child anymore? Will he start to misbehave for attention? Will he love his brother? Will they be best friends for life? How can I possibly love another one as much as I love Tennyson? It may sound bad, but honestly, that's what I am worried about. But I know when I see his little face for the first time and hold him in my arms it will be just like it was with Tennyson. Pure, unconditional love. And somehow I will love them BOTH with all my heart.
I don't know how many more times (if any) I'll get pregnant, so I am taking the time to treasure this baby's kicks in the womb, enjoy the last few months with our little family of three, and not rush through my days. Once they are gone you can't get them back. And someday......I just might wish for that.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
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