This is us, the family of four in the picture. I’m recovering from the birth of my three-day-old, our youngest son is ready to nurse (like always) my husband is trying to make our older son laugh and so our older son is up-side-down because sitting still for a picture is a thing of the past now. We are a huge mess, but there is so much love that it makes the mess a bit easier to manage.
During the weeks leading up to the birth of our second baby, who is only 19 months younger than our first, I was a bit scared. Well, a bit is an understatement; I was terrified of what it would be like to take care of two little ones without losing my mind. Ok so we are only two weeks in and my husband is still on vacation helping out, but things are starting to seem much brighter and potentially more manageable than I thought … so far. I will keep you posted on what this looks like on my own in a few weeks. But for now, I am going to look at the bright side and talk about how much love there is.
When you become a parent for the first time, the change is so overwhelming that your sometimes fixated on the stresses that go along with it; lack of sleep, incessant crying, and a job that keeps you going 24-7. This time around, even with the craziness that comes along with having two-under-two; the back-to-back diaper changes, the crying baby and screaming toddler, the mess (the mess is just my reality now) and all nighters where one baby crying wakes up the other, there seems to be time (if only a short glimpse every once in a while) for love and lots of it. Time to stop and enjoy both of them and even us (my husband and I). I think if you let it, time sometimes stops for you to let in love especially when you and those around you need it most.
Ps. I want to send out a huge thank you to my sister for helping with this photoshoot! You’re pretty awesome Alexa xo