I have to admit- this pregnancy was SO hard on me (the polar opposite of my pregnancy with Ben, which was practically a walk in the park), that it had me wondering if I was “fit” or “could handle” mothering two kids. The last couple months seemed to absolutely drag by, and some days I felt as though nearly every task was nearly insurmountable (i.e. getting out the door in the morning for daycare/work): it really had me questioning what on earth I was thinking by bringing another little one into our family. Obviously I have heard of postpartum depression- I wonder if there is such a thing as partum depression??
Well, I’m here to reassure any other pregnant Mamas having the same anxieties: it’s just the pregnancy hormones talking Granted, I haven’t had both Ben and Hannah in my care for a full day yet- but, so far, everything seems easier this time around. (For the record, I AM knocking on wood as I type this!) The healing, the sleeping, even the crying doesn’t seem to phase me as much this time around. As an added bonus, I even like my husband again (I kid of course, but it’s no secret this pregnancy tested both of our nerves!) My pregnancy insomnia was SO bad, that I am actually getting more sleep now that I was the last few months of my pregnancy- no joke. (Again, knocking on wood!!)
Don’t get me wrong: it’s all not all rainbows and lollipops chez Wright: the house isn’t as clean as I would like it to be, the lawn is starting to look overgrown, and the laundry pile is mounting by the moment- but we’re fine with that…for the time being. Right now I am just taking it all in and trying to enjoy this extra- snuggly time with our new addition, especially now that I know how fleeting this time really is. I am not foolish enough to think my outlook will always be this sunny (check back with me after tomorrow: my first day with the hubbs back to work and me flying solo with both the kiddos all day), but one thing I’ve learned is to cherish moments like these
How about other Mamas of multiples out there…did you find it to get easier with every child? Or was your second (or third, fourth, fifth…) more difficult??