I knew it was going to happen. One of the benefits of already been through the different newborn phases, I suppose. I’m talking about the transition from sleepy newborn phase to “yes, I am new to this world but I am here to stay so FEED ME NOW AND FOREVER” stage. I’m paraphrasing, slightly.
This phase with B was really rough for me. I had a tough time breastfeeding with B and she also had a bad case of baby acid reflux for the first six months of life. Add in her I-know-what-I-want personality (which we love very much, btw) and strong lungs and it made for some very trying nights.
A couple nights ago miss M made the switch into super crying, always hungry mode and I started having flashbacks to this phase with B. As I tried to console her, big fat tears started rolling down my cheeks. “I can’t believe we’re doing this again,” I thought. About that time, Reece and B walked through the door (more like barged, because B can now open doors but only if she throws her entire 30 lb body into it). I’m sure you can imagine what was running through Reece’s mind when he saw me crying…it’s always a little concerning when you walk in on someone crying by themselves.
One of our friends recently reminded us that when you have kids, the days are long but the years are short. That has been our mantra for the past week or so. Fortunately, we also have an almost two year old to remind us daily that it really wasn’t that long ago that she was this small. Case in point, I remembered yesterday that I had only stopped nursing B when I became pregnant again…last December. It’s only been nine months since I was nursing, and at that point I had been doing it for just over a year.
Despite my feeling of “here we go again,” my husband and I have chatted quite a bit about how smoothly things have gone with miss M so far (knock on wood). Obviously having been through one baby already, I think we are a lot more relaxed and feel like we can better handle situations. Miss M also has a different demeanor than B did as a newborn, which makes sense since they are two totally different human beings. She seems to be a bit more laid back, doesn’t mind diaper changes (which is still baffling to Reece and I) and is already sleeping a little better. Don’t get me wrong, we’re still not getting a lot of sleep over here, but there seems to be less tears involved this time around.
I guess I just want to put it out there for any other parents who might be feeling burdened by whatever phase their kiddos are going through, be it hungry newborn, active toddler or [insert own adjective] teenager, just remember that while these times can be tough, they won’t last forever. Before we know it, we’ll be sending our kids off to college and starting a whole new chapter in our parent/child relationship.