So we're preparing to have two under two.Yes. Two under two.
We're still about three months away before our new little one arrives.
Today he's the size of an eggplant. My baby app on my phone is still referring to our little boy as produce as he grows by the day.
While I'm filled with joy knowing our family is growing, I do have my moments of worry when I wonder how we are going to handle "two under two".
Normally I get this hesitation and worry at the end of the day as I'm walking up the stairs with Isa exhausted after a long day of work.
It's part of our nighttime & bedtime routine.
Walk up the stairs. Bath. Bottle. Book. Bedtime. And the following conversation happens:
"Oh my Gosh. How are we going to do this with two", I often to say to Lynn.
"Don't worry about it. We'll be fine", Lynn always says to me trying to ease my fears.
I don't think it'll be that easy, especially considering Isa is walking EVERYWHERE now.
EVERYWHERE.
For so long we wanted her to walk; hoping it would have happened by her first birthday.
We encouraged her. Picked her up. Moved her legs one-by-one. Walked with her hand-in-hand.
Now, it's her thing.
But now it's getting real. She's mobile.
She can't be contained in her little gate or entertained by what's within arms reach. She now wants what's out of her reach and on the other side.
Throw another little one into the mix and it's going to be one heck of a ride.
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