It seems longer than a few weeks, as if this new addition isn’t so new because everything just FITS and you can no longer imagine life with one less. With all the visitors immediately after Myles was born and then having Andy home for a week, I did feel like I lost my Baya time, and that was emotionally tough. I was used to having her next to me for everything, and I missed that. Baya immediately grew up – size, height, weight, everything. After Andy returned to work and it was us three, we found our new rhythm, and Baya grew up even more – as a big sister, as a big independent kid, a helper, and I felt she was less demanding, more helpful, and even at times was good for the sanity. And somehow, Myles’ crying doesn’t bother her.
With your first kid, everything is stressful. You are clueless and have no idea what you’re doing, what to expect, etc. And sometimes you get misleading advice and you’re made to feel like a bad mother if you don’t follow it. The second kid is less stressful (so far) OVERALL in that you’ve “been there, done that” already. It’s less scary and more enjoyable. It’s also been awesome watching Baya interact with and care for her brother as much as she does!
|Baya LOVES reading to Myles!|