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The RE's Muse

After 4 years of infertility, 2 surgeries, 1 miscarriage, and 19 months of high risk pregnancies, hubby and I now have two little women in our lives--one a toddler, the other not far behind. Buckle your seatbelts, it's gonna be a wild ride.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Glad that's over

Yes, I did in fact make it through A's absence this week. And I'm happy to report that both nights had minimal scream time (10 minutes or so) from J. I didn't do anything different than usual--though you all had such great suggestions! Sadly, we've tried all of them before and nothing has helped. Oh, well, I guess this too shall pass. Ahhh, I love the terrible twos (even if we did enter them a little ahead of schedule).

D threw a small wrench into the plan Wednesday night by staying up later than usual (1 a.m.) and then passing out blissfully after five (!) lovely spurts of projectile vomiting. It seems that our big girl gorged herself over the course of the evening (I just figured she was hungrier than usual courtesy of a growth spurt or just because). She did the same thing last night but then returned to her regularly scheduled programming tonight (down at 10:30, will sleep until at least 5:30 a.m., if not later). I don't know what I did to get so lucky in the sleep dept. with this one but I'll gladly take it. 10 weeks old yesterday. Holy crap...chunkles is growing up (my new nickname for her majesty).

This roly poly baby is a new concept for me. J was born on the small side (5 lbs., 13 oz. and came home at 5#7) and pretty much stayed that way all along. She never fit into clothes sized for her age, they were all too big. She didn't fit into 12 month clothes until closer to 15 or so months and still sizes small in most clothing. Yeah, D...not so much. Sister is already fitting into the 3 month clothes and outgrowing some labeled 0-3 months.

The little rolls on her arms and legs are dee-lish as is her tiny little double chin. Alas, the neck roll not so dee-lish. It tends to get 'cheesy' and stinky given all the spitting up.

Wow. It still blows my mind to think that I'm somebody's mom. Heck, I'm two somebodies' mom. But you know what? I'm finding that the 'stories' I've heard are true: it is possible to love two children, one as much as the other. I remember wondering while pregnant how could I love the second child as much as I love the first (in fact, I remember asking it here). "You just do" was the most common response I got to that question.

Now I know just how true that is.

3 Comments:

At 12:05 PM, Blogger Cat, Galloping said...

nice work-- congratulations!

A asks me all the time how we could possibly love another as much as Gatito. I think maybe, in addition to it being hard to imagine, it feels disloyal to think you could when the second child is but a gleam in your eye.

 
At 12:34 PM, Anonymous Frances said...

You made it through! I've been thinking about you and I'm happy you're seemingly very okay despite the vomiting. And yes, a chunky baby - that would be a new experience for me too! Thanks for touching on the subject of loving the second as much as the first - - I've been wondering about that a lot lately. Even though Smacky is a huge part of why we wanted more kids, on some level I feel like I'm betraying him. It's nice to know that there's plenty of love to go around.
Hugs.

 
At 1:02 AM, Blogger Chebbles' Mama said...

Hooray for the chunkster, but not for the upchucking! Chebbles was just like D., a big 'un. Be warned... I didn't understand the extent of Chebbles' neck rolls until she was about six weeks old and I discovered a NEVER-CLEANED neck roll underneath all of the other neck rolls! It smelled like Limburger in there, and I still feel guilty about it!
But seriously, congratulations on making it through your husband's absence, and to Week TEN!!! Go Mommy!

 

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