When I had my daughter Sophie all I could think is this is soooo easy why do people complain all the time about babies? She was a really easy baby, she started sleeping through the night when she about 3 months old, she weaned herself at 11 months and has been very independent ever since. (Although she was an independent child she was still the center of attention.) Don't get me wrong she has her share of fits and tantrums and will occasionally be really clingy. People always say you first born will be the hardest, so when my little man came into the world I wasn't really worried. If Sophie was difficult then I really thought that Peyton would be just as easy. Not the case with him, every since he came home from the hospital he is a one person man. I am the only one who can comfort him, feed him, get him to sleep and to be honest he rarely likes for other people to hold him. Sophie was like this to some degree but Tim was gone a lot he was in training for the military and deployed to Iraq so everything fell on me. When Peyton was a tiny tiny would nursing ALL the time, he wanted ME to hold him all the time. Sophie was only 18 months old when Peyton was born. She had no clue on why this little person was here and why he was getting all the attention. So yes you can tell the first few months were super fun. Everything of course worked out and we were all getting adjusted with the new baby. Peyton started sleeping through the night when he was about 4-5 months old and Sophie for some reason would wake up at 2:30am every morning, this went on for months. She would eventually go back to sleep but it wasn't until probably around 4 or 5 am. I tried everything no naps, early and late naps moving her bed time but nothing worked. So after she turned to two I decided to see if she would sleep in her own room. It was amazing she was sleeping through the night again. It was one of the most stressful things I have ever gone through. So even if everyone else was sleeping I still wasn't, I would just lay in bed feeling guilty that Peyton was still in my bed and she had to sleep in her own bed. I know that sounds crazy to some of you but Sophie slept in my room up until then, when Peyton was a couple of months old I was so stressed that Sophie would hurt him that I put her in her own bed. I am sure that this sounds crazy too lol even thought she was in a twin bed right beside my own bed. I would constantly check to see if she was breathing and covered up to stay warm. So when she went to her own bedroom, I was a hot mess I would contemplate putting her back in my room and get up and check on her a million times. Then finally I realized that she was sleeping and I was being kind of of selfish I was wanting her back in my room for me not for her. She was actually sleeping better in her own room then in mine. How I learned to deal with not have Sophie in my room is that I would pray. I would pray that nothing would happen to her and that God would keep her safe. I still pray every night that God will look over my children, and this helped me a lot will being ok with her sleeping in her own room. So it would seem that the whole sleeping thing worked out right?? Wrong, for the last couple of months now Peyton isn't sleeping good. He isn't nursing through the day but still nurses at night like every hour. No joke and since he had started biting nursing isn't one of my favorite things. So I make myself stay awake the whole time he nurses because getting woke up by your baby biting you isn't the most fun. So yes one baby is easy because even if you little one wakes up a million and one times a night you still have the whole day to sleep but not with two. I usually get up around 6:30am with Sophie and have to wake Peyton up lol. Of course after I had my tiny man my friend told me that she had some of the same problems with adjusting from one child to two. She now has three children and she said it was nothing like having to adjust from the one child to having two. In her words going from one to two is the hardest every child after that is just adding to the herd.:)
