I’ve been feeling a little sad lately. I think most of it has to do with the fact that we’re having another baby so soon. I know, I know it’s wonderful and all but the other day it caused me to be a little sad.
I was rocking Belle. She was extra cuddly this day. She isn’t usually very cuddly but on this day she had her arms wrapped around my neck and was snuggling. And the thought came… only 8 months until the baby comes. Only 8 months of just Belle being the baby. And it made me sad.
I know they will probably end up being the best of friends. And that although it will be very crazy and tiring and hectic it will be ok. What made me sad was that short amount of time that we will have with Belle all by herself. No other distractions. No other babies crying. Not too much to wear us out.
Will she feel less loved when there’s another baby? Will she understand that our love doesn’t divide, it multiplies? Will she know that she was our chosen one? Our precious baby, our miracle gift from God.
And so although I don’t like to be sad I consider it a gift from the Lord. A reminder of how short life is. How very few days we have with our children. How each day, each hour, each minute is a precious gift that is not to be spoiled or taken for granted. There can never be enough hugs and kisses. Lazy afternoons of playing and snuggling together should always be cherished. And even a million “I love you’s” aren’t too many.
So although I was sad, it made me glad for the many moments to cherish. And I’ll hug Belle a little longer tonight.
I completely understand this feeling…the night I came home with baby number two, I handed her off to hubby and went upstairs and rocked baby number one to sleep. Then, once he was asleep, I cried and cried and cried.
In all honesty, it took me about two weeks to get fully attached to baby number two. BUT, now that we have added baby number three this year, I see how my heart has grown to accommodate all three of my babies and even one nephew I had move in with with us last year for about 6 months.
So believe everyone when they tell you not to worry about having enough love for your new, sweet baby. But, if I may add to that advice, allow yourself to mourn that “lost time” with your first baby. No matter what, it all really will be wonderful.
A friend directed me here and I really do enjoy reading your blog. I will be praying for you on this journey.
I completely understand your feelings. I think every mom with multiple children have felt this way.
We adopted our Tatumn Hope in August 2006 and I cannot begin to tell the things I felt I was doing to our boys.
While the littlest one is still growing, do love on Angel a little more. She will be fine and will grow to love this new one with her whole heart.
Hormones are a whacky thing, aren’t they?
Blessings,
Stephanie
Missy, if you ever really want to talk let me know. I had all 3 of our children in exactly 36 months. Yep, that is 3 in 3 years — so I understand the pains of being a mom, trying to enjoy and bond, and then being back on the hormone roller coaster ride. In many ways, it is happening again as I loose each one of my children to adulthood within 3 years.
All I can say, is pray a lot, cry when you can, and sing every moment you are awake.
Love, Marlene
It is a blessing simply to know ahead of time that you should cherish these moments. I look back at my days of only one baby, and cherish them – it was SO sweet to rock her and love on her and to hold her for hours – because I could. And now that I have four children vying for my lap, I love it and I love each of them so dearly and I love the way they love each other. Our love really has multiplied, though I must admit I do often wish there were more hours in the day (to do all of the laundry that comes with more kids)!
It’s a valid feeling. But they will grow up and never know life without each other. That’s the blessing! My baby is only 4 weeks old, and i can’t wait for another one
I felt exactly like that when I found out I was pregnant with my second baby. I too regretted that my intimate exclusive relationship with baby1 would come to an end. Then our youngest baby arrived making everything even more perfect than it already was. Having two kids feels WAY better than having just the one, you will see.