I’ve recently noticed that I now have two children (I know…I’m a bit slow). A 100% increase. I’m not sure if I’ve ever felt so grown up as when a man at a bank asked me how many dependents I had and I said two. When did that happen? Weird. We are a proper grown up family.
Anyway, here are six things I’ve noticed about having two:
1. I judge people who only have one child. When I hear parents of one say they are tired, I want to roll my eyes. I’m not proud of it, but it’s true. I thought I was tired before Koa was born; I was wrong. We long for a coordinated nap so we can relive the glory days.
2. I understand how my parents never remembered how old they were. It used to seem ridiculous, but I now do the same. Maybe it’s sleep deprivation. Or maybe it’s that my brain is too full of The Gruffalo and sleep schedules and who starts pre-school when and information about myself is getting pushed aside.
3. I see double strollers everywhere. How on earth I missed then before, I don’t know. They are flippin’ massive. Oil tankers of the pavement.
I liken it to when we were looking for a car last year. Once we’d decided on the model we wanted, we started to see them EVERYWHERE. I swear, 80% of the British population own a Meriva.
4. I do not have a life of my own between the hours of 5 and 8:30pm on a good day and 5 pm and 11 pm on a bad day. It’s bedtime routine-tastic.
5. I can happily sleep in a toddler bed – with a toddler – and operate as normal the next day.
6. I can love two boys equally and fully. It didn’t feel possible that I could love a second son as much as the first, but I do. Totally and fully.
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