Double Trouble or Two’s Company?

A couple of weeks ago, Emily posted asking for advice on what she’s in for with having a second baby. A lot of you responded reassuringly that she was going to be just fine! And I’ve no doubt she will be!! Then the other day, I got this query from a reader named Jen:

“I’m halfway through my second pregnancy, so i’m currently contemplating what two kids will really mean (ie. “what the heck was i thinking?!?!?!”) i think you should do a blog about all the little tips for us moms going from one kid to two. =)”

Well, I don’t know if I have any tips per se, but I thought it might be at least interesting to share with you about what it was like for ME to go from having one kid to two. I thought it was pretty challenging. I think that obviously the distance in age between your kids has something to do with it, but I’m not sure what the magic number is as far as age range goes to make it “easier” to go from one kid to two. My kiddos are two years and nine months apart (that’s right, it was “Happy 2nd Birthday Joshua! We just made you a sister!”) and I was realllllyyy hoping to have Joshua potty trained by the time Sophie came along, but that really crashed and burned. So, I had two in diapers for awhile, and then I had the constant fun of trying to get Joshua on & off the potty while I had a baby attached to my boob. This of course happened about 47 times a day. His bladder and her need to nurse were perfectly in sync! I am not exaggerating!! (ok the 47 times part was a bit of an exaggeration. But it was still just about every time he had to pee.)

While the whole nursing-potty thing was logistically difficult, the hardest thing for me to deal with overall was having to care for Joshua’s basic needs when I was SO EXHAUSTED from being up with Sophie all night. I couldn’t nap when Sophie napped during the day, like I did when Joshua was a baby. (Not that he ever kept me up all night. He was way too easy!) I remember one day when Sophie was 4 or 5 weeks old, my friend Megan & her little boy came over to visit and bring Christmas goodies. Well, Sophie had been up every hour on the hour the night before, and I was just a mess. If Megan hadn’t been there I might have just gone out in the cold and laid down in the middle of my busy street and let nature take its course. Those were some tough days, but thankfully I was too out of it to have much of a memory of them now.

Now that Sophie is one, and crazy, and very mobile, my biggest challenge is to keep peace between the two kids. Joshua is constantly getting irritated that his sister is messing up his train track, or chewing on his toys, or something of that nature. But, often, they really enjoy each other and it is so sweet to watch! They love to chase each other around, and every morning when we come downstairs, Sophie howls with laughter as Joshua comes down the steps behind her. It is incredibly heart-warming (sorry that is the only word I can think of to describe it!) It’s nice to know that Joshua will never remember a time when Sophie wasn’t a part of our family. I hope that they will grow up to be good friends, just like my older nerds brothers and I did.

So, there ya go, Jen (and Emily). Once you get over the shock of having a baby that is commpletely and totally different from your first child, it’s pretty great to have two little boogers running around. And Em, just think, it’ll be TWICE the BLOG FODDER!

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An Interview with Joshua

This afternoon I got the idea to pick my son Joshua’s brain. He’s almost four, so he’s definitely old enough to be interviewed by his personal Mommy Blogger. I hope you’ll find his answers to my thought-provoking questions as interesting as I did! Enjoy!

Mom: What is your name?
J: Joshua

Mom: How old are you?
J: I’m three.

Mom: What’s your favorite toy?
J:The Big Strong Engine (Gordon from Thomas the Tank Engine)

Mom: What’s your favorite color?
J: Red and blue, black and brown

Mom: What’s your favorite food to eat?
J: Spaghetti (whatever dude, this is TOTALLY untrue. He won’t even eat it.)

Mom: What’s your fave drink?
Joshua: Milk

Mom: What’s your fave show?
J: Word World

Mom: What’s your favorite word?
J: Day

(Here he interrupts my questioning)

J: Remember the other day at night-nights when I made the word p*rn and made you laugh?
Mom: Yes, I remember, and Mommy and Daddy laughed because we thought it was funny, but really, it’s not a nice word.
J: Like how not nice?
Mom: Like…you just can’t say it. You have to trust me.
J: Mom, What does p*rn mean?
Mom: It’s just not a nice word, honey, like hate.
J: Ohh.

(back to the interview)

Mom: What’s your favorite letter?
J: M

Mom: What’s your favorite place to go in the car?
J: To the choo-choo store! (translation: Barnes & Noble or anywhere with a train table)

Mom: Who’s your favorite person?
J: Hopie (his grandma, my mother-in-law, who he is veeery excited about seeing this weekend!)

Mom: Who’s your favorite friend to come over & play?
J: Alan (his cousin, my nephew)

Mom: What’s your favorite store?
J: Choo-choo store

Mom: What’s your favorite place to go with Mommy?
J: To my house

Mom: Who do you think should be elected president in 2008?
J: Umm…Muck (his grandma, my mom!)

Mom: What’s the biggest problem facing kids today?
J: I don’t know. Do you know?

Mom: It’s probably that they aren’t as cute as you kiddo.
J: Oh yeah. I need to go potty!

Mom: Just one more question, then. Who loves you Bubby?
J: (pointing at me) YOU love me!

That’s right, kiddo, I sure do!! After all, what’s not to love?

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Taking Time to Stop and Smell the Blessings

It’s the mooooost wonderful tiiiiiime…of the year (sing it with me!) Unfortunately it can also be the most crazy, anxiety-inducing time of the year. We are all running around like overly-tightened (China-made) wind-up toys, beating down that path to Christmas day, but if we don’t take time to stop and chill a minute, we will soon bust a spring and just keel over and stop working. Seriously, what good are we going to be to anybody if we just flop over at the waist with our heads skimming the ground and our arms splayed out like the Y-M-C-A gone wrong?

NO GOOD!! No good, people!

So it’s time to quit! Quit running around. Finish your shopping online and pay for speedier shipping if need be. You’ll make it up in saved gas! Use the time you saved not walking the mall to read an extra story to your kiddos. Say “no” to that extra holiday party you really don’t have time (or have lost the will) to attend. Stay home. Be a family. Reeee-lax.

Lately I’ve just been feeling reallllllllllllllllly thankful. Thankful that God meets my family’s needs. Thankful I have a husband who works his butt off to provide for us. Thankful that I can be home with my kiddos every day. Thankful for Joshua’s funny phonics and Sophie’s tempestuous teething. (Still no teeth by the way. Zero. Zilch. Nada.)

I know Thanksgiving is past, but the time for thankfulness has not. I am so thankful for this season. I am so thankful for Christ’s birth, life, death, and resurrection. I am so thankful that God cares about me and my family. I am so thankful I can blog with my cousin, and I am so thankful that all three of you all read our musings.

Today my challenge to you is, stop being so busy being busy, and start getting busy hangin’ out with your peeps and being thankful. It’s way more fun and way less dangerous than getting into a fist fight over a parking space or clawing someone’s eyes out over that last $299 laptop at Best Buy. Do you want your kids’ Yuletide memories to be warm fuzzies of a happy, fun-to-be-with mama or therapy-session inducing tales of Stressy McSnappertons?

If you are picking up what I am laying down, slap down a comment full of gratitude. Tell me what you’re thankful for, or what you’re giving up to be happier at home this Christmas season.

Time for some kiddo cuddling! Blog atcha later!

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