Adjusting to a new addition can and is a rough time. This is our second so it is doubly tough. We have to adjust ourselves and our son to the new baby. Adjusting myself meant a whole lot less sleep. Adjusting for my husband meant helping ou more and less viedo games. adjusting for our son meant sharing mommy and daddy, let me tell ya that's not going so good lately.
I have adjusted to the lack of sleep way better than I did with my son. I guess it is mainly cause I knew waht to expect the second time around. And trying to even out the time spent between both kids while still keeping my sanity.
My hubsand has been much better this time around in adjusting to the new baby. Even though this time he i not a huge fan of changing diapers or giving baths he still helps out alot. he spends alot of time just talking to the baby and holding her, or spending time with our son so I can tend to the baby.
Our son was adjust well to his little sister up until 2 weeks ago. He has gotten jelious more here lately. He is wanting all the attention and hate it when we give her any. So when we figure out how to re-adjust him I will let ya'll know lol.
Sarah's story
Adjusting…
I hear it all the time: "So how's parenting life treating you? How have you adjusted?" The first one is the easiest to answer because the adjusting still isn't over, it changes every day. So let's start with the easiest =)
I love being a new mom! I was so afraid that it wouldn't come natural to me, or that the horror stories I heard were true: that I wasn't ever going to get my husband to myself anymore, I would no longer get sleep and have to maneuver throughout the tired exhausted, having to cope with a crying baby, or that it would be nothing but dirty diapers and laundry from here on out. That's enough to scare any 21 year old (20 when I found out I was pregnant) newlywed. I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it and would eventually just lose my mind. But here I am, four months later, well rested, mind fully intact, and with a smile on my face. I couldn't be happier with my life. There really isn't anything that I don't like about being a mother (other than listening to people tell me how wrong I am). Yes, there is more laundry, but it's really not all that bad. I have always had a lot of laundry to do between my husband and I, so a few more loads a week isn't that bad. I knew it was coming since I chose to cloth diaper my son, but thankfully I never have to fold or sort those, just throw them in the unused crib, ha ha. When it comes to time with my husband, well I have just learned to value my time with him more than ever. He has picked up a few more responsibilities at work, so it's not only the baby that had restricted our time together. He is up and out of the house before I wake up, and gets home usually around 4:30 pm. Even when he is home he may have some things he needs to sort out for the next day. Then we are in bed by 8 to put the baby in bed so Blake can be asleep by 9. To help make things easier on Blake, since he has so much going on at work, and he is still adjusting from coming home from his deployment, we have arranged a routine for taking care of the baby. Monday through Friday basically the baby is mine. I do all the diaper changes and take care of him. When Blake gets home, as long as he doesn't have anything pressing that needs to be done, he will spend some time with Alexander and play with him and things like that. He is still learning how to do all the dad things because he just got back less than a month ago from a 7 week deployment, and when he left, Alexander was still a tiny 1 1/2 month old. And on the weekends we alternate diaper changes and we both take care of Alexander. It sounds a lot worse than it really is. Sometimes it can get frustrating, but I just have to remind myself that my husband has a lot of things going on at work and he does deserve a break when he gets home. It's not like he never takes care of his son, it's just not as much as I do. But that is to be expected when I am breastfeeding and he is sleeping next to me when it's time for bed, so naturally he is more bonded with me. When he gets upset it is easier for me to soothe him and calm him down. I have a real mama’s boy on my hands. But that's ok with me =)
In all reality it has been a lot easier than I had imagined. Yes, I have to work my schedule around my son now, and impulse outings are rare now, but there really isn't much that we cannot do now. We still go to the movies, just not the loud action ones. We still go to the beach, driving around the island, and anything else. But now every time we do these things we are told how cute and wonderful our little chubby son is =)
But more than anything, I love how it has changed me. I do not feel older, but I feel more strong and wise as a woman. It has given me a reason to look up things that I thought I would never have any interest in and made me more passionate. People always ask me why I care what someone else does with their children, but that's just it. It is because I do care. What if my sister had never asked me about circumcision? I shudder to think that I would have had a part of my sons penis chopped off without even researching it. And with breastfeeding, of course I want every child to be breastfed, they deserve nothing but the best and women need to be taught the risks of formula feeding instead of just the benefits of breastfeeding. I never thought I would care about these things the way that I do, but now it is a part of my every day routine. With each new person that I meet I find myself talking about these topics, trying to spread the word. I no longer just read books like Eragon and Harry Potter. I am buying books about vaccines and circumcision, highlighting the important parts and taking notes. I am self educating in the hopes that one day I can help others and make it easier on them so they don't have to spend the months researching all over the place like I have. And this is all thanks to my son.
As for my husband, he is adjusting as well as to be expected. Obviously he doesn't find everything that the baby does as cute and fascinating like I do, but when he notices the new things, he is sure to brag about it. I remember him telling me not to expect him to talk to Alexander in a high pitched voice, but guess what? He sure does! And it is adorable! I love watching the two of them together. When Blake first got home from deployment, Alexander would hardly look at him, but now he is all smiles and giggles for daddy, and I can tell how happy it makes him. Now he is even able to put him down for naps, which is a HUGE accomplishment. He gets a little more frustrated than I do when the baby is a little upset because he is still learning all of his different noises and "cries" for what he wants, but he is getting there. I would bet a million dollars that he would never change another diaper if he had the choice, but he does and he plays with him every time he changes him. Even if he is dry heaving when it's a massive poopy one (even though they don't smell that bad, in my opinion lol). I had to show him how to use the cloth diapers when he got home, but he is a pro now. Although he still isn't comfortable enough to watch him for long periods of time, I know that it won't be long until he is. Especially now that Alexander is getting to where he is playing a lot more with toys and anything he can grab. He is no longer the boring sleepy newborn (even though I could have stared at him for hours). Every day things are getting easier on him and as long as he is learning at his own pace, that works for both of us.
As for Alexander… oh, where to start? He is now 16 lbs, and 24 1/2 inches long. Talk about chubby monster. He looks a lot fatter than he really is, but that's ok. He is talking all the time and loves to tell me his life story when he is nursing. He is a little giggle fest and loves to smile and flirt at the ladies. Everything that I have that is in reach of him is now his. He loves sitting in his bumbo and playing with his toys. It's good to finally see him grabbing at things and batting at everything, even if it is our faces =/ And he loves to gag himself repeatedly with his fingers. I try to tell him that it's not healthy, but he just smiles, giggles like it's no big deal and proceeds to gag himself some more. He can sit up on his own for a few seconds, and if I am holding his hips steady than he can sit like that as long as he is happy. It’s the same thing with him standing. He has stood on his own for a few seconds, but his toes are still curled up so obviously he cannot stay up for long. However, as long as I am holding him he loves to stand. If I try to sit him down, he makes his legs stiff and stands right up. Stubborn little guy, ha ha. Diaper changes are getting harder and harder now since he is learning how to roll over. Constantly arching his back and throwing his legs around trying to get mobile. I should probably give him more tummy time since I only give him about 30 minutes a week, but I refuse to let him stay down on the ground if he isn't happy. He sure loves to play airplane with me =) He is so good at holding his head up when he is either sitting or laying down, but he mostly enjoys eating the play mat we bought him. In all reality he enjoys eating everything he can lol. I believe he has started to teeth as well. So I bought him an amber teething necklace and so far it has helped a lot. He isn't as grumpy as he was, and his drool isn't as bad all the time. Sometimes he is a bit more drooly and grumpy than normal, but I didn't expect the necklace to work 100%, so I will take what it's doing for him. He still wakes frequently during the night to eat, but sometimes he will let me sleep for about 4 hours which is always a nice treat. He has started trying to protest being put in his car seat. Sometimes he will cry when I put him in it and I just have to take him back out and calm him down before we are ready to go. I just refuse to keep driving when he is crying, so it's been a little stressful for my husband having to pull over when he is having a fit. But one good thing has come from it; I have mastered breastfeeding him while in the car. I bet it's an interesting site for the people passing me. I bet it looks like I am trying to smuggle my child with my breast! Ha ha! He is a great baby. Still a very happy baby too! Other than his car seat protests, he is still rarely fussy. I guess I just got lucky, or I am just doing something right ;-)



