When you become a mom for the first time, it doesn’t seem like any love could ever match it. I worried what it would be like to love another when I was pregnant with Van. I worried about how it would affect Hooper and I anticipated losing the undivided attention I was always able to give him. I figured all this would go away when Van was born, but it didn’t; not entirely, anyway.
I spoke briefly on how loving a second has been different than loving a first (You can read that post here). It’s not more or less, just different. I’ve been waiting for Van to blossom ever since he was born. Maybe I’m alone on this one, but newborns aren’t really my thing. I enjoy ooing and ahhing when meeting other’s newborns, but when it comes to my own, I kinda want to press the fast forward button… and then, in what feels like overnight, the pause button.
Van is seven months old now and, for the first time, I can claim him as a human. He has spunk. He has preferences. He has, dare I say, a routine.
But these days, it’s not about the toys or the solids or the bouncer… no soiree… it’s all. about. mama.
This kid loves me. He really loves me (Said with tears streaming down my face as I take a bow).
The other morning I walked in on Hooper asking Willy to hold him. It doesn’t happen often enough that he lets us hold his little body next to ours, so we both relish in these opportunities. Willy had that look on his face as if to say “ne-ner, ne-ner, ne-ner”. I came over and reached my arms out to Hooper, thinking surely he’d chose me, and he retracted his body back toward his Papa. Then he swiped his hand across my face and the moment was lost when Willy had to take him to time out for hitting me.
So while I can’t say I’m a huge fan, per say, of the newborn phase, what I can say is that -at six months- things started looking up. Willy can relish the moments that Hooper chooses only him, because this little boy Van only has eyes for his mama.
Hey Willy, score is tied sucker.
Side note: The Comfy Rumps giveaway ends today. I’ll announce the winner on Friday.
Look at you two.. love.
Ahhhh….beautiful!
I love that having a toddler means you just get straight up slapped in the face on the reg.
Aww, very sweet. And honest. I have a hard time bonding with newborns so it’s comforting to hear that even the mother of the newborn isn’t that thrilled with that bobble head phase. It all goes so quickly though. I love seeing his little personality coming out. He’s a big smiler.
So sweet! I think toddler phase is my favorite so far. I don’t miss being so tired from having to nurse every hour or two. Definitely more fun when their personality starts to shine through. 🙂
I worry about that too, bringing my 2nd child into the world and making sure my first child still knows how much I adore him and give him that undivided attention.
How cute Van is all about his darling Mama.
“He has, dare I say, a routine.” – Hah. Love this.