It’s 4 in the morning and I’m still up. I feel exhausted already. My breasts hurt from breastfeeding — I think I need help correcting the little man’s latch, I just can’t get him to position properly. And my stitches feel like hell.
You’d think that being a second-time mom will be much easier than the first time around. Well, no. I’ve come to realize that no matter how many kids you have, you never really get a hang of it. Maybe you can manage the stress and pressure better than before, but when it comes to taking care of each child, it always feels like it’s your first time. Perhaps because every child is unique and requires a unique kind of care.
Anyway… how have I been? I won’t lie. My first week as a second-time mom has been rather difficult. The C-section hurts more than the first time; making it really hard for me to move around. I’m also breastfeeding for the first time and I’m at the point of giving up because of the pain it is causing me. Add to that a toddler who is constantly asking for attention.
Despite all these, the past week has been a very happy one as well. For one, I’m just glad that the C-section went well — no complications. I’m also enjoying my bonding time with The Little Man while I breastfeed him. It really does feel different. Oh, and The Princess is being such a good big sister. She gently strokes her brother’s head to help him go to sleep; she kisses him good night when it’s time for bed time; and she even sings and dances for him when he gets a bit fussy.
It’s been a hard week, but all the difficulties are nothing compared to the blessings I have around me.