Sometimes it's better not to go fast. There are beautiful sights to be seen when you're last. ~ Jamie Lee Curtis
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Second Time's the Charm
My son just recently turned one and continues to grow and change at record speed with each passing day. I am sad to see him growing up so quickly because I have really enjoyed him as a baby. My daughter was more challenging during her first year. As I have mentioned in previous posts, she was 7 weeks early and I was a first-time mom ridden with anxiety. Putting those things together can make a bit of a bumpy road. I had always expected that my son would come early, and was happy to have carried him 3 more weeks than Jane. The labour was quick, he latched right away and grew like a weed. He was happy and relaxed and continues to be most of the time. I am not sure how much of that had to do with my attitude and experience this time around, but would guess that he gets most of the credit for the positive time we've shared. My husband always says that if we'd had Dillon first we would have thought we were the greatest parents. Luckily, our daughter let us know early on, and continues to remind us, that we really don't know what we are doing. This is not because she is a particularly difficult child, she is actually quite wonderful. It is because she is the trailblazer. Everything she does, good or not so good, is a first for us as parents. The second time around there are fewer surprises, less time spent worrying about things you can't change and a better understanding of how quickly it is all over. People always talk about the second child sympathetically because he doesn't get the same attention that the first one did and that there aren't as many pictures of him. I think that these things are most likely true, but I don't think that they are necessarily detrimental. In my experience the second gets less attention because I don't have time to hover over him, wipe his hands a thousand times a day and worry about every little thing. There are fewer pictures because I'm out in the world with him, living. When Dillon was born, Jane was 2 and her life did not stop because his began. He went everywhere that she did - to the park, the pool, play dates, everywhere. When Jane was born, there were days when I didn't even leave the top floor of the house. It would seem, that in my family, that the second time's the charm.