The Age Gap
As soon as people find out you have kids, the next question is typically "How old?"
I love the looks I get when they hear, "11, almost 9 and 11 months." Sometimes it is followed by an "Oh my." or "That's quite a gap."
I always respond with the fact that she was in deed a happy surprise. So many people have asked me what that is like, if it is hard to go back. My answer is simply yes and no. It is truly this bizarre phenomenon. If you are on the fence about whether to hit the reset button yourself, I hope you find this post helpful.
- Fighting off the Ella pounds is harder than the Alex & Anna pounds were. I am 10 years older and my metabolism holds a grudge.
- My 3rd pregnancy was more painful than the first two. My Dr.'s swore it was not my age but the fact that it was #3, but they could have been just trying to make me feel better.
- Sleep, oh yeah, I heard about that once
- I had gotten used to just grabbing my purse and running errands as need be, now I have to consider feeding and napping schedules
- Diaper bags are not as exciting as they were the first time
- I forgot how much I hate high chairs (If you have ever cleaned one after a feeding - I know, right?)
- Another mini-Pete (I swear I have the weakest genetics)
- Santa, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy (these may be pros for some, but not for me. I was so close to being done)
- Another beautiful baby
- Hand me downs
- Watching the 2 older ones experience and enjoy their little sister
- Another round of the cuddling phase: I forgot how much I missed that
- Looking forward to another personality
- Evening walks pushing a stroller
- Having 2 amazing helpers to keep an eye on her when I need to do something
- Baby giggles in the house
The best part of all:
- I am able to enjoy the mothering experience this time in a way I couldn't the first two times. I think, the first time you are crazy between the newness, changes, worry, you name it. The second time for me, with 2 little ones I was just trying to know which end was up and poor Anna's infancy is a blur. I am able to notice and savor each new development Ella has. I think this is a glimpse of what grandparenting is like.