Oh how life is oh, so different these days. I’m currently writing this post as George naps in his room and Eloise naps in the Ergo. I’m thankful that little dude has been going down for naps easier than he was when his little sister first arrived. It was a struggle until I figured out a system that worked. And I’m thankful that Hubs does bedtime with little dude…it helps to divide and conquer.
Yep, that’s pretty much what life has been all about over these last five weeks: divide and conquer.
We have definitely had our fair share of meltdowns (toddler and mama mostly…) but with time, it seems as though the life transition from three to four is getting easier anddd to be as transparent as possible, I was worried. I was.
As a soon to be mama of two, I read a few (and I really mean a few!) articles about introducing a baby into the mix + how a toddler may handle the transition and although I was hella-scared, it really hasn’t been that bad.
I also knew in my heart of hearts that George would be an incredible big brother who would be super obsessed with his sissie, and I was right. He is OBSESSED. He wants to be with her all the time. I even tried to put him down for a nap without her in the bedroom and he was adamant that sissie be in there with him. So sweet.
Life with two little ones is a lot of juggling. The baby, the toddler, and the wine bottle.
KIDDING.
Sorta.
ANYWAY.
Ellie likes to be in the Ergo so that’s super helpful with leaving me with two free hands to take care of GBB, you know, open this snack, cut up this fruit, change the diapers, play with the trucks, open another snack, chase after a naked George who is making a run for it + has BIG plans to pee somewhere other than the potty…
Currently, we all sleep in the king size bed + it’s actually working totally well. Everyone is getting deeper and better sleeps. And I’m not going to lie, when I wake in the middle of the night to nurse sissie (PS she only wakes like, maybe once?! ANGEL.), I look around our tiny bedroom (that practically only fits our king bed!), I can’t help but feel so deeply grateful for my sweet family. Hubs on the end, George sleeping in the most random toddler position ever, me, and sweet baby girl…everyone snoozing (well, except me!) so soundly + my heart feels so full. And as much as I am not a huge fan of being kicked in the head by a strong 2.5 year old, I am a huge fan of having the loves of my life all snuggled up together when the house is dark and quiet. It’s kinda magical.
These days are oh so fleeting.
And that’s just the thing. I may cry more than twice during the day because my toddler is chasing/harassing the cat, the laundry won’t fold itself, and my coffee went cold way too fast, but these are the days.
I know you may have heard the expression that the days feel long but the years are short and the sentiment is so very true. I mean, y’all, George is going to be THREE in July. T-H-R-E-E! Oh gosh, cue the tears. I’m so proud of him.
These last 5 weeks have been a whirlwind and I can honestly say I have learned a tremendous amount. I have learned to be more patient, to give credit where credit’s due, and the power of a glass of red.
Here are some pictures from our life lately (some are blurry, some are not-edited, and some are totally edited, but they’re all full of love):
HOLS! I love your little fam! You’re doing amazing!