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The Reality of Having Two Under 2

Photograph by Katie Michelle Reyes

I just recently had my second baby. I am now a mother of two under 2. I feel like I've joined some special club. You know, a club with a super-exclusive membership and such entry requirements as feeling frazzled at all times and never getting any sleep, ever.

It's super exclusive, I told you.

And I get asked a lot what life with two is like. My quick answer is that it's awesome! So exhausting, but so much fun! My hands are full, but my heart is fuller. You know, the usual.

But if we had a few more minutes, if we really got to the nitty gritty, this is what I'd say.

Life with two is hard. It's a challenge more times than not. It's hard to get everyone ready and leave the house. It's hard to wrangle two babies, especially when it's just me by myself. It's hard to take care of myself as well as two other people.

It's hard to wake up at all hours of the night with my newborn, and just as my head hits the pillow, have to wake up for the day with my toddler.

It's hard. It's hard. It's hard.

It's hard to chase after a wild toddler with a baby strapped to my chest. Well, OK, this one is actually great exercise. But it's still not easy.

It's hard to console two crying babies at the same time, both of them wailing for my full attention and yet only being able to give one of them my all.

It's hard to handle a toddler tantrum and a baby blowout simultaneously, without pulling all of my hair out and throwing a tantrum myself.

It's hard. It's hard. It's hard.

But it's all worth it. It's worth it because this is what I've always wanted. This craziness. This family I get to call my own. This love that makes my heart burst every time I look at my precious babies.

It's all worth it. And I'll manage. This season of life is just that: a season. It may not be the easiest one, but it's kind of fun at the same time.

So I'll roll with the punches. I'll be easy on myself. I'll practice patience and grace. I'll remember to not take things too seriously, and to realize just how blessed I really am. And I'll survive on little to no sleep each night.

I mean, that's why coffee was invented, right?

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