Mainly I am sad that her sweet newborn self is growing up. I strangely enjoy those first days home with a new baby. And this time I wasn't so stressed out so I REALLY enjoyed her. But now, she has clearly established a schedule of sorts and its time to get on with it.
So off to Ms Marcia's she goes.
Thankfully, I know that she will develop strong bonds with her teachers and thrive, just like Matthew. Thankfully I know that the physical need to be with her will subside when I stop breast feeding. Thankfully being a new mom for the second time is so much easier.
What is not easy is juggling two demanding little ones at the same time. I have come up with tricks that some days work like magic but others completely flop and in the words of my sister-in-law Melinda, I am mopping up Matthew puddles while trying to deal with a fussy Charlotte. I can now see the wisdom in spacing them out just a bit more. I mean, if Matthew could just dress himself and get in and out of the bathtub on his own that would be so helpful. But, he can't, and every night I juggle the very different demands of these two precious babies God has entrusted to us and I wouldn't change a thing. They have my heart completely.
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