So I honestly wasn't sure about having baby #2 - no way would I be able to love him as much as I love Georgie. (Plus no way can I afford it, but that's neither here nor there) But MAN this baby boy. So obsessed with him! My mom described it best: he is my heart and she is my soul.
But the struggle - and the mom guilt - is real. Georgie is very demanding and physical and vocal, so she gets my attention. And then poor little meatball just hangs out, grinning when someone finally notices him over there. I have to hope this is semi normal and people wouldn't keep having kids if it didn't end up okay, but sheesh. Poor little butterball. I may just have him sleep in my room until he's 5. Yay guilt!
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