I can’t believe he’s been with us for almost 20 months already. Time flies fast, especially with this one. My not so little boy Benjamin is getting more and more adorable everyday: he responds to us, starts to talk, gives us wet, butterfly kisses.
People would ask me, “how’s life with the new baby?” and maybe expect me to say it’s tough. Well, it is. On some days it’s tough, it’s crazy. Because we all know little boys climb on walls. They climb on everything and they run without looking where they’re heading to. He gives me mini-heart attacks but I light up whenever I am asked about our new family member. It’s obvious I am obsessed with him. I simply cannot get enough of him and already thinking what would I do when he grows up and refuse my hugs and kisses.
The thought just breaks my heart.
“How’s life with two kids now?”
Life is great. I’ve never been happier – maybe because I don’t have PPD (postpartum depression) this time around and I feel I am more capable as a mother. Being a mom all over again rocks. Highly recommended!
Also, we are lucky they have that eight years gap between them – Pristine finds her baby brother adorable too. There are days when it’s chaotic, like when Benjamin broke some of Pristine’s things and there were screaming and a little human scuttling around to find comfort.
But at the end of the day, she is that loving, doting sister – no, a mini-mom to her little brother.
When I see them together, my heart overflows. My children. They have each other.
Parenting is not a walk in the park everyday (especially if you’re a working mom) but when you see your children happy together, you couldn’t ask for more.