Mom of Two or Two Moms?
Having a child comes with a steep learning curve, but the second time around has been so much more ....complex. It’s more than learning how to care for another human life who is completely dependent on you for survival; there are big emotions to work through from all parties, mom, dad, oldest child, and yes even the dog had her two cents to put in. When my oldest was born, it was pure magic. What you see in the movies: immediate bonding, falling in love with this sweet little bundle of joy and a couple who work together perfectly to love this sweet sweet baby. It was (mostly) carefree. Everyone is on the same page. We’re just along for the ride. The second time around was not this pretty picture. Of course I loved my second, she gave me the childbirth experience I had always wanted....but I wasn’t “in love” with her. Not right away. You see, no one told me just how much I would miss my oldest. Her sister was born and I just wanted Leighton to be there with us, and I wanted to