We welcomed Gigi into our lives a little over a week ago. So far she is the most amazing baby ever. Just a generally happy little girl. She sleeps through Sweetpea and Elle’s anti-quiet playtime and generally goes with whatever is going on. Before having her, 3 didn’t seem to bad. Now we’re a week or so into it all and … as a good friend said…having more children is still introducing a new person to your routine. So yes things area bit slower, take a little longer, but so far so good.
My only real concern is Elle. She LOVES baby G. She seriously thinks Gigi is her real live baby. Allot of my time is spent protecting Gigi from Elle. In an effort to make interactions positive, we’re focusing on gentle touches and loving sister…but not LOVING sister. So lots of watching there.
Sweetpea argues with me to help more. I don’t want her to feel burdened by siblings or helping but she seriously wants to. I have to make an effort to not ask her for too much. She will go and do so much. I’d rather she still be four.
So that leaves me. I thought I’d be honest. Physically, consistent with the past, I’m about 10 lbs from my pre-baby weight. That will go away soon due to breastfeeding. I bring this up because the first indication someone sees is physical. So it looks like everything is great. The problem is sometimes there is more than physical. For me, post baby can be a time of difficulty. I do great on the physical return to myself, it’s the brain part that’s difficult. I get anxious. Post Sweetpea I didn’t realize that not everyone experiences anxiety/depression. So this time, I’m focusing on establishing a routine, doing something every day for me, task management, organization, taking vitamins, getting out of the house in the mornings (when I’m anxious). Things seem to be progressing better than in the past…which is so good. I’ll be solo-parenting here soon so the better off I am…I’d really appreciate it.