I wasn’t sure what to expect having two small children. I mean lots of people have multiple children and seem to be doing all right. I used to babysit for families with multiple children, but of course I was there so we could have fun. I come from a home of multiple children and my mother doesn’t seem to be too bad off from it. What was it going to be like being the parent of multiple children though? How was I going to be able to split my time and attention and love adequately. I was afraid Munchkin would feel less loved or slighted somehow by the presence of his brother. I felt guilty about wanting and having another child. It was amazing how much uncertainty I felt about it.
Three months into having two children and it has gone pretty well. I have kept my sanity, mostly. I think the biggest blessing(and not at the same time) is that my husband has been home due to being laid off. He has been able to help out and focus his attention on Munchkin. I try to offer as much of my undivided attention as possible to Munchkin, but it can be a little difficult at times. It’s hard when he wants me to get up and do something with him and I am in the middle of nursing Peanut. I try to explain that I just need a few more minutes with Peanut, but it doesn’t always get across to him. The past few weeks have been a little hard. Munchkin has been very whiny and has been utilizing “NO” a lot. He has been having more frequent melt downs as well. I know it stems from him getting less of my attention, so I have been trying to get the most out of the time we do spend together. We have snuggle sessions whenever possible and I try to make sure we get out of the house a few times a week and do fun activities. Fun activities being hard to come by in the cold weather, we often visit Walmart or Target and explore the store. We go to playgroups when we can and make sure never to miss a La Leche League meeting. We also go to an indoor playground when we have a little money to spare.
All in all it has been going fairly well. Munchkin loves his little brother and he showers him with hugs and kisses. He frequently tries to pick him up. Not exactly the best scenario considering Peanut is all ready half Munchkin’s weight. He shares and quickly takes back toys. He also offers Peanut his food and drinks. It is hard to explain to a 2-year-old that babies only drink milk. I show him that Peanut has no teeth, which is quickly followed by fingers being shoved into Peanuts mouth and Munchkin saying “mouth” and “teeth” rather loudly. Peanut takes it all in stride though and lights up when he hears his brother talking or quite frequent yelling. The yelling isn’t in anger usually, Munchkin is just a very noisy individual. Expressing himself quietly just isn’t something that happens. Everything is done with incredible exuberance. Peanut tries to keep up and makes adorable “coo”s and “ga”s and silly little laugh noises while animated expressions dance across his face.
By the end of the day, I am glad when the boys are sleeping and I can take a moment for myself. You’d think I would be completely exhausted and head directly to bed myself. Instead, I regularly stay up until 1 or 2 in the morning. I enjoy that peaceful, quiet time so much. I can relax and watch some grown up TV or use the computer or read a book. Sometimes I even do some baking or sewing. I check on my little ones frequently though. I can’t stay away. I find solace in listening to their quiet breathing. Munchkin has also started talking in his sleep. Suddenly hearing a laugh come from the bedroom brings a smile to my face and I try to imagine what fantastic thing he is dreaming of.
In conclusion, life with two is entertaining and exhausting. My heart is full of love for both of my boys and I dish it out to both of them as equally as I can. I know as they grow, that will always be there for each other. I hope that they will have the same loving relationship that my sisters and I have with each other. I wouldn’t be who I am without them.