Second Chance

I am so grateful for the second chance of being a mother.

The first time around, the cloudiness of my mind, the struggle of breastfeeding, the eagerness to control my baby's schedule didn't allow me to enjoy the experience of being a mother.  The confidence and the right expectations of we are about to face, and the training camp that Jack-Jack made me go through certainly prepared me well for my second chance.

So one week into my second chance of motherhood, I am really enjoying all of it.  The marathon feeding sessions, the late night cuddles and wakings to her searching for my warmth and milk.  I no longer want to control, I just want to be, be the mother that I wasn't able to be the first time around.

Little V is a little champion, feeding well and pooping like a monster.  I forgot how many changes of clothes and laundry we need to go through!  I am also so used to my sleep being broken up that the four feeding sessions at night no longer bothers me.  Jack-Jack is being very gentle to his little sister, although occasionally I sense him getting a little bit jealous and needs more of our attention.  Our confinement lady is an absolute delight.  Overall I am loving being a family of four, and this new phase of our lives.