Thinking about a second child?
A lot of discussions have been taking place in our house recently about trying for baby number two. We both know that we want another little one and we have already had to wait longer than originally planned because of the financing side of things. But, we are getting ever closer to getting to the point when we can start trying. I can’t wait. I am so excited, if a little nervous that we won’t be as successful as we were first time round. It took three months to conceive Zach. Which considering I’d been on the pill for eleven years and my periods were all over the place, really wasn’t a long time. So I can’t help but worry that it wont happen so fast next time round. And of course, there are other thoughts that pass through my mind about the realities of life with two children.
I have found myself thinking about how exactly it would work. It sounds silly but we have been so long without a newborn now that I somehow can’t imagine where one would fit in. Not in the sense of how it would fit into our family – there is no doubting that there is space in our hearts and our home for one; it’s more in the sense of our daily schedules. It was when I was putting Zach to bed the other night and the other half was out playing football as he is every week, that I found myself sitting there next to Zach’s bed thinking that right at that moment, where would the newborn be? I remember Zach being attached to me continuously, never wanting to sleep on anything but me. But while trying to get a small child to sleep, where would the baby be? Would it be wriggling and jiggling and making noise keeping Zach awake? Would it need feeding at the precise moment that Zach is falling into his dream world? What would happen while I’m trying to make his dinner and the small baby needs me? There are so many questions that don’t make sense to me even though I know in reality with a little adjustment, these things will just happen.
Then of course there is the sleep. I surprised myself back when Zach was tiny. I was amazed at what little sleep I needed to survive on. But suddenly I am used to sleeping again. And when that sleep is disturbed by a mere five minute wake up, I then wake up in the morning feeling like hell. How will I deal with that when I am being woken lots and not by only one child?
And how will I get out of the house. I have a three year old that spends an age eating breakfast and who has a huge reluctance to get dressed and brush his teeth in the mornings. How am I going to get two of them ready?
Again, I know that all of these things will just slot into place. It will take some getting used to but it will happen, because if there is going to be another baby, then it just has to work.
It’s funny how you can want something so much and yet wonder if you are capable of actually dealing with the realities of it.
I’d love to hear from those of you who have gone from having one child to two…especially if the oldest is around the age four mark!
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