I know I totally slacked with getting a post up when baby boy was born (and for weeks after that) but don't let that fool you, we are over the moon, crazy crazy in love with him. I cannot believe how much I could love yet another person. The second he was born, he just knocked me down so hard.
|Oh that face! He just looks like trouble here doesn't he?|
I still can't believe that I'm a mom of two sometimes. At the same time, I feel like he has always been in our lives. I can't imagine things being any different from how they are today. I worried so much before his arrival. I felt like I would fall apart because of the added responsibility. I even wrote a post about it here. Cruze is a handful, as most toddlers are. I just couldn't imagine chasing Cruze all day long AND caring for a tiny newborn who needs constant attention. I made the mistake (several times) of reading other bloggers thoughts on having two that were completely negative and quite depressing. Silly me. If you are pregnant with #2, please don't make that same mistake.
While it's important to be realistic with your expectations, reading such negative material by women who are extremely unhappy, it's bound to make you feel a little unhappy too. 3 weeks in and so far so good for us. I know, I know... I'm just starting out and therefore, I really have no room to talk but I really hope things can continue on the path we are currently on.
Initially, we had a hard time with Cruze understanding how fragile the baby is. We also had family around and he clearly felt the need to act out. Throw in teething with his 2 year molars AND a nasty stomach virus that hit when Caleb was just days old and we had a recipe for chaos. I had to stay away until his sickness passed in order to protect Caleb. Hardest. thing. ever. I missed my son terribly and wanted nothing more than to be able to comfort him. Fast forward a week to when the last of my family was leaving...
I had a hard time dealing with this. Again, I was scared of what was to come and honestly, doubted my ability to care for two children. So I worried myself sick for a few hours, then remembered that only I could control how I handled my new life and pulled myself together. And you know what? It's been so great. I've had so much more energy than I thought I would (coffee and a solid breakfast helps) and Cruze calmed down a ton as soon as our company left. I think he just needed life to go back to being as normal as possible.
Cruze absolutely adores his baby brother. And this just melts my heart. When Caleb cries Cruze says, "is okay baby cay-bub" or "what happened?" with his tiny palms up in the air. The other day while Caleb was unhappily waiting on mommy to pick him up, Cruze started singing "I Love You" to him. Hold me. I just can't.
Cruze meeting Caleb...
and then stealing his pacifier.
Cruze showing me just what he can get himself into in the blink of an eye while I nurse his baby brother. And as much as I thought moments like these would drive me crazy, all I can do is laugh and remind myself that one day, I'll be looking back on them with fondness.
Yes I let him eat them off the floor. Ya know, for the photo op. Plus the floors were freshly mopped.
My sister in law looked like she was going to fall over when I let him eat those things off the floor. It's just so unlike me. But I'm liking this version of myself and I'm quickly learning how far a sense of humor can go.
Do you have any other tips for me besides going with the flow? Do share!
p.s. I had a post for yesterday about my birth announcements but it either didn't go up or got deleted somehow. I will have that up tomorrow.