One newborn is napping in a swing. One toddler is sitting at the table happily and quietly feeding himself, watching his mama iron and fold laundry. No food throwing, no tears from either child, no frustrated parent.
That just happened in my household. This morning, I was able to finish putting away some laundry, run and put away a load of dishes, write three blog posts, and iron and put away DH's work clothes while naps happened. This was all in the same morning that I fed, diapered, and cared for both my toddler and my newborn, who are now both in cloth diapers as well.
And may I also mention that I slept a wonderful eight hours in a row last night, and have only needed to ask my husband for help with either baby at night two times since our second child was born?
So... you may wonder why I'm telling you all of this. (After your initial run of swear words peter out at how great this sounds!)
Well, I want to be honest.
With both pregnancies of mine, everyone told me how much it was going to suck after the babies were here. People try to scare you at every opportunity they can, and they did. When people told me horror stories of years without sleeping and terribly fussy children, I wondered what the heck I was getting myself into on many occasions. When people told me those horror stories again, but worsened with multiple children coming into the picture prior to having little lady, for whatever reason, I again listened and feared for my happy family of three's existence.
That hasn't been the case.
DH and I are EXTREMELY lucky to have an easy toddler who sleeps well and (other than the past week or two as he is cutting his two year molars) has adjusted wonderfully to a new little sister. We are also extremely lucky to have a new baby who barely fusses when she needs something and sleeps an average of 6-8 hours per night. But we're not the only parents who've ever been in this situation. There are tons of situations like our own!
It just seems to me that the only stories people are willing to tell are the horror stories. For fear of things changing because you jinx yourself, for fear of sounding boastful, for many reasons.
Of course, not every day is as uneventful and happy as this day was. There are certainly days where both children need me at once, or both children need more of me than I feel I can give. But those seem to be the exception, not the rule.
I really, really hope this does not come across as boastful- just honest. Because, for my friends and readers out there who don't yet have children, or have one and are afraid to add another to the mix, it doesn't have to be all gloom and doom. Surely, we have those tougher days where I barely am making it until DH gets home. You know. Those days where you're covered in spit up, food, & small children and are counting down to bedtime. But in general, most days I'm able to have both children clean and happy, complete a few chores, and have a warm dinner waiting on the table for DH when he walks in the door.
It's doable. No- it's more than doable. It's great having two children.