Remembering back to when Elliott was a wee one–I recall not liking the baby phase AT ALL. I suspect that my anxiety played a role in that. But moreover, I suspect that my lack of experience and exposure to babies in general was more the culprit.
This time around, I am in love with the baby stage. My wee one is the.most.adorable baby I have ever seen (of course!). And, granted there are several super duper cute kids around these days. My eyes are fixated on mine. He dishes out smiles by the handful, he laughs and giggles with ease. He is a great sleeper (this is subjective of course). He rarely fusses (again subjective). What more could a Mama want?
My older son is adjusting well to life with a younger brother. He hasn’t tried to hurt Spencer yet, unless you count trying to give him water from a sippy cup or putting the corners of his lovie in Spencer’s nose. And he is only slightly jealous of him and his toys. Elliott has clearly marked his territory though, by licking each and every teething toy that Spencer owns. As well as taking several other non-teething toys and calling them him own.
I feel like we are finally finding our groove. Things are getting easier and having two kids in more comfortable. It was tough for the first 10-12 weeks.