When we welcomed our first child into the world, I was met with a torrent of emotions. Excitement, exhaustion, joy, frustration, pride, guilt. As my baby grew, the rollercoaster ride of motherhood continued, but through it all the love I had for him was immeasurable. While expecting my second I had a deep fear that I think many second-time moms share.
When we welcomed our first child into the world, I was met with a torrent of emotions. Excitement, exhaustion, joy, frustration, pride, guilt. As my baby grew, the rollercoaster ride of motherhood continued, but through it all the love I had for him was immeasurable. While expecting my second I had a deep fear that I think many second-time moms share.
How can I possibly love another child as much as I love my firstborn?
After all, my heart can’t get any bigger. Am I going to have to share my love in the same way that my kids will have to share my two hands? I can only do so many things at once and I certainly can’t grow any more hands. Just the same, I can’t possibly fit any more love into my heart, right? Wrong!
How can I possibly love another child as much as I love my firstborn?
After all, my heart can’t get any bigger. Am I going to have to share my love in the same way that my kids will have to share my two hands? I can only do so many things at once and I certainly can’t grow any more hands. Just the same, I can’t possibly fit any more love into my heart, right? Wrong!
Something beautiful happens when you have another child.
Love doesn’t get divided amongst your children – it expands in a way you never thought imaginable.
In all honesty, for me it didn’t happen in that magical moment when my child came into this world. I didn’t cry tears of immeasurable joy when my kids were born because childbirth is crazy hard! It took me a while. Through the hours, days, months and years my love for them grew as I got to know their unique personalities. I am in awe of this experience that I am privileged to be part of.
Something beautiful happens when you have another child.
Love doesn’t get divided amongst your children – it expands in a way you never thought imaginable.
In all honesty, for me it didn’t happen in that magical moment when my child came into this world. I didn’t cry tears of immeasurable joy when my kids were born because childbirth is crazy hard! It took me a while. Through the hours, days, months and years my love for them grew as I got to know their unique personalities. I am in awe of this experience that I am privileged to be part of.
