The one thing I heard the most while pregnant was “the second kid is easier”. I can say it was unanimous. Everyone said the second was easier. I went in
thinking hoping I would be getting the opposite baby. Landon was pretty high needs. He didn’t want to sleep much during the day. The first few weeks were chaos. He was only happy in motion. We listened to the vacuum track over and over. He wasn’t super cuddly. It was hard. So this time I thought I would get an easier kid. Maybe he would sleep in the carseat while I ate lunch. Maybe he would love silence. Maybe he would be on cloud nine lying in my arms and playing in his play mat.
Welp folks…it didn’t happen. I know a lot of you are looking to me to pave the way in this kid #2 thing and I just want to say that line was bullshit. I got a Landon 2.0.
At first we thought he was easier. He let us put him down in the hospital and chill. We commented how Landon NEVER let us do that. As the weeks have gone on, the deja vu is insane. Last night I started holding him on his tummy and swinging him to stop crying…and I remembered…I did the EXACT same thing with Landon. I constantly have to move. In the Ergo, I sway all through lunch to keep him asleep. Silver lining here is the baby weight must be peeling off since I can barely eat and NOT be moving. In the car, if we hit a stop light, the world is crashing down. The vacuum is all I hear for a good 16 hours a day. So that dream baby I thought I would get…no where to be found. I love him to pieces, but he ain’t easy.
Now I do admit the situation of parenting second time around is easier. We aren’t having to discover all this. We know the tricks. We know it gets better. We can change a diaper at record speed. I know how to wake him up from sleeping while eating. We know what a routine kinda looks like for a little one….plus we have one we have to maintain. We know he will cry…and that’s ok. They cry…in your arms, in their bed, in the car…they just do. We have another human to cater to as well…so sometimes the crying just has to happen. We know to just survive at this point.
So basically my 2 major goals at this point are to get him to sleep and load him with calories.
Goal 1: Get him to sleep however I can. My goal usually is to get him to take his morning nap either in the crib or swing at home. This way I can pump, eat breakfast, drink some coffee and prepare. If he stays in the crib, I get a shower. The second nap is usually on the go. My anxiety can’t take the nap fighting all day so I just go. We have lunch with friends, walk Target, or just anything he can ride in the Ergo and sleep. I am praying for some cooler days so I don’t have to drive somewhere. Afternoon sometimes will allow a crib nap even if it is short and transfers to the swing to finish. The nap after that, during dinner, is the insane one. It almost always ends in a Ergo nap so we can play, make and eat dinner in peace. I think ideally he needs to go to bed more around 6:30 but it is hard to do that. With Landon we just ate after he went to bed but we can’t do that with Landon. I still want to have a family dinner…even if that means my boob out at the table. It isn’t my ideal but I have to work with what I’ve got. He can barely take about 50 minutes of awake time with feedings so it is a constant cycle all day to make sure he isn’t over tired.
Goal 2: Jack him full of food. I know it seems the more meat babies get on their bones, the happier they are all around. They sleep longer and just handle life a little better. So while we still majorly feed on a schedule, I top him off before every nap and he gets a small bottle before bed. It seems to be working because we can barely snap the newborn onesies anymore and moved up diaper size.
I know that if he truly is a Landon 2.0…6 months will be a magical age. He will be able to sit up and grab a toy for himself. My mom said I was the same way. Landon’s infant teacher pegged him from about week 10 for that transition. He really tranformed to a new kid. So check back in new year, I might be a new person too
P.S. I am holding out hope that Landon 2.0 also means easier toddler. Cmon karma!