I was watching Isabelle play the other day by herself and I began to reflect on how fast time has flown by. I can’t believe she will be two in two months! Its crazy. I remember when I found out I was pregnant with Isabelle, the thought of going from one to two seemed daunting. I kept wondering how I would manage and after finding out she was a girl (5 months scan) as excited as I was I just kept worrying. I love my son beyond what words can describe and I couldn’t imagine loving another child as much as I love Isaiah. One of my biggest fears was that Isaiah will feel left out.
The age gap between the two is big (4 and half years) so it felt all new to me after all those years. After almost two years with two I realise that I was just being a fusspot. Don’t get me wrong it can be incredibly difficult and exhausting, but it is also magical (cheesy but I swear it’s true!). The bond between the two is just beautiful to watch. They have their moments as many siblings do and Isaiah at one point asked when to return Isabelle back to the hospital but overall they get on exceptionally well. Isaiah is extremely proud of his role as an older brother.
Oh if you are worried about not loving your second one as much- you have nothing to worry about! I love both so dearly and equally. Now that Isabelle is growing into her own, I am discovering their differences and I celebrate and adore their individual personalities.
When Isabelle was a newborn I felt much more competent than I did with Isaiah. Due the the large age gap, I spent the days with Isabelle whilst Isaiah was at school. Pre-toddler days *rolls eyes* I was able to put Isabelle to sleep first so I focused on just Isaiah. It was really nice and I know he used to love our one-to-one time. Unfortunately Isabelle is now a lively toddler and sometimes stays up after Isaiah has gone to bed, so I always try to have a one-to-one time with Isaiah every so often. It’s really refreshing to have that time with him. I guess one of the advice I would share is to try your best to establish a routine. Besides the Almighty God who saw me through, I feel life was made much easier because I had a routine.
Overall the jump from one to two has been manageable.There has been and probably always will be moments when it feels chaotic and stress level spikes to level 100 but that’s the bitter-sweetness of parenthood whether you have 1, 2, 3 or more. You learn to adapt. It’s a journey I am absolutely positively lurving. I can’t and won’t have it any other way.