When my first baby was a year old, my husband and I thought we had it licked. “This is pretty easy actually,” we said to each other, “We’ve come through the first year unscathed, let’s have another one!” I mean, how much harder could two possibly be?
As it turned out, when the first baby is still a baby, it’s pretty hard having two. At least that’s how it was in our house. Those first three months, with two-under-two, are still a bit hazy, but I do remember feeling very stressed, and this was compounded by feeling that there was something wrong – everyone else with two kids seemed to be doing just great – why weren’t we? I wrote about here for eumom.ie : When the age gap is small, the days can be long