So this weekend, my husband took the three big kids to the Lake to visit his grandparents (kids' great-grandparents). They live in a motorhome on the lake and have a boat. It was a perfect trip for those guys and they had more fun without the baby than they could've had with us there, esp with me and m/s. But I missed them like mad.
Meanwhile, I was home alone with B and boy, did we have fun! I got to follow him around the living room and play with whatever he wanted. We did this for hours! We took a long walk to the Farmer's Market and I got to take him out of the stroller and show him all there was to see from that perspective. He had all my attention! All in all, it was a great weekend to get to spoil him like that.
The reason I'm sharing this with you? I had forgotten how INTENSE it is having one baby! I was so wrapped up in him and his every little whimper, it was tough! And does he always act so needy? And I don't notice? Or was he playing me because he knew he had my attention? I was doubting myself and so frustrated. Having only one baby is hard! Kudos to you guys!
Also, when it was time to put on my makeup or something like that, there were no big sibs to play with him in the other room for that 5 minutes. He freaked when I left him alone, and the kids usually fight for this job! I'm so spoiled with all my little helpers. So anyone who thinks more kids are just more work...it's not totally true
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Who else had mommy epiphanies this weekend?
Re: What I learned this weekend...
I'm the oldest of 4 and my mom has told me the same thing-having more than 1 isn't really harder; it's just different.
I'm still not ready though!!
Ditto this. Aside from the terrible mishap at the party i was at, i hardly got two bites of food because i was so focused on giving it to Q and forgot to grab myself a brat, my arms hurt bad at the end of the night from carrying him everywhere. With that many people there was so much crap on the floor that he wanted to eat i couldn't put him down for more than a few seconds without dashing to grab a piece of plastic out of his hands.
No more parties without h until Q it out of his eat everything he sees phase.
People would always offer to hold A while I got something to eat, but she is such a mama's girl, I just stopped bothering. Easier to eat one handed than bolt food while watching my cousin attempt to wrangle my screaming baby.