|Still my baby boy|
memory of how much time I spent sat on the sofa in the first few months with a baby either feeding or asleep on me. Since the day he entered the world, my life has revolved around this gorgeous blue eyed boy, and I worry he will lose half the attention when Squish comes along. I am so excited to be able to give him a playmate, a partner in crime and a sibling to love, fight with and enjoy, but he is used to so much one on one time, how will he cope - how will I cope?
I am lucky that my little boy is great at adapting and seems to take new changes in his stride. Swapping from boob to bottle, from bottle to cup, from gro-bag to duvet and from having me around all the time to spending two days a week with Grandma/Daddy as I work does not seem to have phased him. Having a little brother will be the biggest change of all though and I am ever hopeful that he can cope just as well with this new development.
This week I had my first taste of two, as I babysat for a friend for nearly 8 hours. Suddenly my priorities were split between two toddlers - two little 16 month old boys with their own individual needs and personalities. Too young to really understand how to share and play together, but completely mobile and both wanting attention. You may have gathered from the fact I am still here typing that I survived the experience and it even gave me fresh hope that I can manage when we have two little boys of our own in the house.
Until then, I am trying to make the most of the time I have alone with Dylan. I want to spoil him with attention and those precious cuddles. I want to take him out every day and do the things that will be more difficult in three months time and I want to enjoy the luxury of only having one little person to think about when I make plans. I am certainly not ready for two yet, but I am hopeful that in 11 weeks I just might be!