I’m just a milk machine again.
Our latest little bundle of joy is now almost two weeks old and very much settled into the household.
Miss Phoebe (yep, another girl has joined the ranks) had a quick entrance into the world surprising us all by arriving both before an anticipated induction and after only two and half hours of labour (no pain relief either!).
Now that you’ve finished cursing me for being lucky it’s time to sympathize instead (haha)!
My eyes are hanging out of my head, my boobs have a mind of their own and my belly looks like a deflated balloon.
Things could be worse but life is certainly very different the second time around.
Yes newborns are kind of predictable as they mostly eat, sleep, poo and repeat.
But throw an energetic, inquisitive toddler into the mix and it does change things….big time!
I must admit we are coping much better than I thought.
Although there have been many tears (pretty much all mine) and a few arguments (mainly started by me), we are working well as a team.
I’m not sure exactly what I was expecting to happen but it’s certainly been an experience and a time of adjustment….and it’s only the beginning!
I have and am still going through mummy guilt for Miss Izzie.
My husband keeps telling me I’m being silly but what would he know right?! (Haha!)
She’s gone from having my full attention to having to share it in the blink of an eye.
So far, apart from showering her baby sister in kisses and cuddles, and a few attempts at giving her scraps of food, we seem to be doing okay.
She has been helping with nappy changes and grabbing things for mummy and daddy too.
I dread the day I see her trying to really help mummy by carrying Miss Phoebe or even dragging her across the floor (yikes)!
As I keep reminding myself every little aspect of this new adventure is all part of the fun of parenting.
We’re revisiting parts of it again having a newborn in the house but we’re also learning what it’s like to juggle two at a time.
They’re still fighting fit and that’s a good start.
Anything that goes wrong from here is their father’s fault (just kidding)!
Although it will be interesting to see how things go once he returns to work.
We’ll save that story for another day.
But for now I’m mostly enjoying being a new mummy for the second time, especially with snuggly newborn cuddles.
On that note, it looks like it’s milk machine time……again!