Adjusting To Life With Two Kids

It’s 10:52pm and I’m trying to get this post done before my computer runs out of battery. I’m at 25%.

And speaking of batteries dying, that’s exactly how I feel like lately as a mom of two.

You guys, adjusting to life with two kids has been kicking my butt, but somehow, I’m still here.

I’m alive.

They’re alive.

And I guess that’s all that matters, right?

I’m about to share my thoughts about life with two kids, but if you’d rather listen to me ramble about it, you can check out my full YouTube video here.

I’ve always wanted a big family, okay? I always said I wanted 4 kids. Now that I have two, I’ll be honest…4 seems like a heck of a lot of work – work that I’m not sure I’m mentally prepared to do.

We’ll see what ends up happening with that, but for now, let’s talk about the two that I have and how I’m trying to not lose my mind.

Related: Let’s Talk About Mom Guilt

Ever since giving birth to my baby boy Jackson (he’s 2 months old now, btw), I’ve been the happiest I’ve ever been in my life.

I’ve also been the most stressed out, most annoyed, and most sleep deprived.

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I think that’s okay, though, right? I think I can be happy and sad and a whole bunch of things because I pushed a human out of my vagina and I get to feel however I want to.

Going from one kids to two kids is hard.

Especially when your other kid is a toddler.

A very strong willed, opinionated toddler who spends the entire freaking day asking for snacks.

Like seriously, how is she not five thousand pounds already?

I go to change Jackson’s diaper and as soon as I’m about to throw it away, Riley will ask me for something.

So then I’ll get her the thing and she’ll be happy for 2.7 seconds and as soon as I’m about to sit down for the first time all morning, she’ll ask for something different.

And by ask, I mean whine.

Then she’ll say something clever and witty that a 2 year old shouldn’t know and I’ll crack up laughing so I forget how annoying she was a minute ago.

Between bottle feeding the baby and pumping so I maintain my milk supply and trying to get him to sleep every couple of hours and keeping my toddler happy and quiet, I’m legit spent.

It’s exhausting.

But it’s also so damn worth it.

I look at these little guys and first of all, I can’t believe how lucky I am to have them in my life.

Then I think about how happy I am that they have each other.

Even though Jackson’s only 2 months old, the way that he looks at Riley absolutely melts my heart. Sometimes I can’t tell if it’s from being excited to see her or because he’s terrified she’s gunna sit on him, but regardless – it seems like he loves having her around.

And then I see how sweet Riley is when she goes up to him and kisses him and says, “Hey little buddy” and I die.

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All this work…

All this exhaustion…

All these tension headaches and the fact that I haven’t taken a shower today…

That makes it worth it.

So yea, it’ll be a while until I get the hang of this whole having 2 kids thing.

And yea, it’s harder than I thought it’d be.

But I’ll figure it out eventually.

Until then, here’s to laying in bed with a tiny human and getting my work done before my toddler makes me watch Frozen II seventy three thousand times tomorrow.

Oh and btw…I’m on 19% now.

Success.