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??