We’re four days into having two children, although we’ve only been home together as a family for two of them.
So far, I must say, it’s a dream. Evelyn sleeps a lot, and doesn’t demand much when she is awake. Elspeth is largely happy to play alone or to include her new baby sister, and so far isn’t really showing much jealousy or resentment.
I’m pretty sure all these things will change and this whole family thing will get harder as time goes on. Evelyn will want more from us as she gets older, and Elspeth will be told more and more often that she has to wait, to cooperate, to share. She’s been an only child for two years, and it will take time for her to get used to the change.
I feel pretty lucky right now that there is no pressing need for me to return to the workforce. It means that, for now at least, I can relax and spend as much time as necessary (as much as possible) at home with my daughters. We can focus on being a family, being together, and hopefully that will help to forge a bond between our little girls in their early years which will last their whole lives. (Now is the time you can call me a hopeless optimist!) Anyway, it’s got to be more helpful than putting them into daycare, where they would be in separate rooms, five days a week!
And now my oldest is calling for me – “Mummy, come back! Mum, mum, mum!” So off I go to read Pooh Welcomes Winter for the fifty-seventh time!