|Too cute for words.|
But there are so many little moments of joy during each day that I try to savour. The surge I feel when I look at my wide-eyed little daughter when she's fully woken up from a nap. The annoyed, cat-like yowl she lets out after she coughs. Even her sneezes are cute. Feeling that warm beanbag weight on my chest when I hold her, curled up like a little tree frog. Stroking her forehead & looking at her soft hair.
What makes it all different on our second time around is that I really know what's to come. (In a general sense--of course she won't be exactly like her brother) Not like I knew from reading the infant development websites & books, but from experience. It's like rereading a favourite novel--no major surprises, but the anticipation is still there & I'll likely get something a bit different out of it.
I know she's going to start getting a chubby, round little face like her brother did, then probably slim out again. I can't wait to see how her hair looks when it grows in more, with what I think is a major cowlick on the front right side of her forehead. I think she's going to look a lot like me, but only time will tell. I'm looking forward to seeing what colour her eyes end up, as they shift over the next months from the dark grey-blue that they are now.
The positives are fun to look forward to, but I think the biggest difference this time around is with the negative aspects to having a newborn. Going through the challenges of no sleep & the low milk supply roller coaster was so difficult with Sprout because it felt like the worst would last forever. As an experienced mama, it's easier to deal with the bumps in the road because I know that 'this too shall pass'. I know that eventually, she'll sleep through the night when she's ready & that I'll survive the sleep deprivation somehow. I know that as hard as the breastfeeding is at the moment, it will get simpler as she grows stronger & gets better at it, meaning fewer bottles & eventually no more pumping.
For those of you with two or more children, how did you find it different with your second (& subsequent) child?
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