Life with Number 2…
As most of you are aware, this blog is about me, my life and my little man. Having a child changes you, no matter what stage of life you are in.
For me, I was 19, in a very new relationship of only 5 months, having just got a new job too. Finding out I was pregnant gave me many different feelings, one of the strongest and I believe most common was fear. Fear of the unknown, what could go wrong, heck, what could go right! but another strong one was love. Almost the moment those 2 lines appeared I felt love, for someone I didn’t even know.
And now, my little man is 22 months old!
This time around, I’m 22, in full-time education, and a full-time mum already too. Finding out we were having another child gave me all the same emotions as it did with M, but maybe a bit more fear. Finding out that I’m having a girl, well, that just sent me over the edge.
See, I’m not very girlie myself, but since finding out she’s a little girl I have loved looking for little dresses and little bows! Don’t get me wrong I adore boys clothes, M has such a collection I struggle fitting them all in his wardrobe, but I am looking forward to being able to put her in little dresses!
But the thing we don’t talk about enough is that it’s okay to be scared. It’s okay to worry how your going to cope with the sleepless nights, and how you are going to manage with having two, let alone two under two!
My strength comes from my children, E is now 11 weeks old and is thriving, and I couldn’t be anymore proud of how M is with her.
Yes I’m having sleepless nights, yes it tiring, and yes I can’t do as much as I could before, however we are in a new routine, and we are doing better than I could have imagined .
And I would do it all over again.