One more human, lots more work

I keep saying I’m ready for a second, and I really am. But man oh man — I got a tiny taste of chasing two little ones this weekend, and it definitely gave me food for thought.

charlie and miles2

I took my 2.5 year-old-son and my 11-month-old nephew to my mom’s house for the weekend and it was a whole different beast than just having my munchkin. Thankfully, for the majority of the time I wasn’t outnumbered by creatures who can’t spell yet; my mom was there and was more than happy to carry at least half (if not more) of the “parenting” load. But she left in the wee hours of Sunday morning to go to Indianapolis for the Colts game and handed off the not yet walking Charlie to me as she ran out the door.

For the first hour it wasn’t too difficult. Miles was still sleeping and Charlie was pretty content to chill on my lap or play on the floor. And then it got even easier; Charlie decided to take a nap. So both kids were sleeping, at least for a few minutes.

charlie and miles1

What I’d learned during our attempts to get both kids to nap Saturday was the sleeping kid senses when the other child finally falls asleep and nearly simultaneously wakes up.

So of course, mere minutes after Charlie lays down to nap Miles pops up. I grab a glass of milk and start to make Miles his oatmeal (the kid is seriously addicted to oatmeal; he cries for the stuff!) About 10 minutes in, Charlie wakes from what apparently was only a power nap (or a disco nap as we call them in our family.)

Now I have two creatures. By myself. With very insistent demands. And only two hands.

I sit Miles down with his oatmeal; I strap Charlie into the highchair with tiny cereals to distract him. I hear nothing as I rush around the kitchen figuring out just want a baby eats for breakfast; it’s been more than a year, I’d already forgotten. I consult my cheat sheet from my sister and ready the breakfast and other morning necessities for Charlie.

And the baby/toddler/mommy juggling act continued all morning. I skipped a lot of the normal day essentials because we were just heading straight home (I sent Charlie back home in his jammies even.) But getting two kids bundled up and loaded into car seats along with all the crap that comes along for a weekend away was a unique challenge. And I even loaded the car up with everything I could the night before; the “last minute essentials” minus the children was at least one trip!

charlie and miles

The “get out of the door” routine that takes about 5 minutes as an adult and 15 minutes with the addition of a toddler took me nearly an hour when I factored in a human that isn’t even capable of saying “cow” yet. How is that possible?

Let’s be realistic, when I do have a second I will get the chance to build up to the art of balancing two munchkins at one time (they don’t come out as mobile as Charlie as far as I remember) and I’ll often have the help of my husband. But there will also be days that the task is 100 times more challenging and exhausting than this couple hours on Sunday were.

But yep, I’m ready.

How was the adjustment from one to two kids for you if you’ve made it already? If you haven’t, does the idea of more than one seem overwhelming?

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