When I had Dillion, God was good to me by blessing me with a 'Miracle of Love'.. A miracle we been waiting for so long. God was good because D1 was a relatively easy to take care. As long as he is being well fed and fed enough, he is a happy baby.
Damien came along and he was once again a 'Blessed Miracle' .. a beautiful gift to us after a failed pregnancy 2 months prior to conceiving him.
Now I know God is fair. Taking care of D2 was not easy preasy for 2nd time Parents. Sleep is his primary concern.. milk became his least favourite. Damien is more vocal and cries more. He is a screamer especially if he needs his nap. He just need to cry out his frustrations and struggle with his hands and legs regardless how you soothe, cradle, feed him.
Milk feeding became a torture to us as he can never focus on finishing his bottle .. prefering to look around, make noise, shoving bottle away. I certainly hope he will not be a fussy eater when he starts solid.
A total contrast between my boys! Motherhood is so tiring, lotsa sacrifices but rewarding.
Seeing them healthy, happy and well fed and clothed is all I wished for..
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