I have started signing to you. Words like Mommy, Daddy, milk, hungry, eat, change diaper, etc. You have no idea what I am doing and you just give me your gummy smile or annoyed cry and we move on. However, it was HUGE with your sister and really lessened her frustration with communication. This is the age we started with her, so here we go!
Oh, how I love you! I know one thing a mom of two worries about with their second one is the possibility of not feeling the same with the second. The first one is so full of firsts, and you can be totally, 100% focused on the first baby. With the second, you have another child that needs you, doesn't understand why they are not the focal point of your world anymore, and sometimes acts out. Luckily, your sister has not had any of those issues. However, she does still need me and needs my time. She makes me sing the Daniel Tiger song (you will learn about him soon enough), "There's Time for You and Baby too" - Haha! She adores you. She has been loving and kind and helpful with you. She had some of her own issues for about 6 months while you were growing in my tummy, but all of those have subsided, normal three-year-old stuff, tremendous change stuff, whateves. Your sister had a rough year with all the change, death, and traveling! We did well, and all made it through just fine!
Me... how have I felt about my second little? Well... I did find that I felt a different immediate attachment to you. I felt like from the moment you showed up I was fighting to be with you. I didn't get to snuggle with you from the get go... you were in the NICU. I didn't listen to the doctors and rest because I wanted to be near you and holding you (which they didn't let me do for like a day and a half), but I still walked down there every 2 1/2 hours with pumped breast milk and to just put my hand on your little body. I felt a fierce attachment. Once they finally let me hold you and your oxygen leveled out and your heart rate settled, I was overcome with emotion. Every single day brought a stronger bond between us... we were fighting together, to be together. That is a special bond you and I have. The love... it's the same. Being smitten - it's the same. How "mama-bear" I feel - it's the same. All my worries melted away when I realized I didn't have to give half of my love to each of you... maybe half of my attention... my heart grew, my emotions grew, my love grew to accommodate both of you. It is just about the coolest thing ever.
I love you to the moon and back, my sweet boy,
Mommy
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