Two weeks of parenting two children under two

Oliver and Elijah.
Oliver and Elijah.

 

When I was pregnant with Elijah, people would comment on how getting into a routine is much easier when you have your second baby. They lied.

 
 

The past two weeks have been a complete blur. In-between trying to figure out some sort of nappy changing system so that neither child smell like they have just come from a toxic waste plant, working out how to time bottles around mealtimes to miminalise the risk of meltdowns from hungry children and still attempting to sleep, I’d have to say getting into a routine is not easier the second time around.

 
 

Our second night at home as a family of four was a small insight into some of the interesting situations we are yet to experience. It all started at around 1am, when Elijah woke up for a feed. His sudden outburst of crying woke Oliver up, who in turn began to cry too. So while I fed Elijah, Mr. C gave Oliver a bottle, which he then spilt all down himself. With Elijah fed and back to sleep, I put him back into his Moses basket and set about changing Oliver’s soggy pyjamas, which made him cry and of course this woke Elijah up… again, who – yes you guessed it – began to cry (oh and then he pooped).

 
 

After a bit of a battle of wills, I got Oliver into clean pyjamas and took Elijah from a very tired looking Mr. C and set about changing his nappy, which had leaked. Of course changing a nappy is no simple task and as soon as I opened it, Elijah decided to have a projectile poop. So as I tried (and failed) to stop bright yellow poop covering me and my bed sheets, Elijah began to cry, which made Oliver cry again. Give me strength.

 
 

With both babies finally fed and changed into clean pyjamas, we then faced the endurance battle of getting a toddler and a newborn baby to go to sleep at the same time. This entire scenario played out over FOUR hours. Four hours of Oliver and Elijah taking it in turns to cry about different things and then refusing to go to sleep, despite the fact they were both extremely tired. It was definitely a laugh or cry moment, so Mr. C and I decided to laugh. This was definitely a story we would be retelling over the years.

 
 

During the daytime, we are faced with an even more difficult set of situations, involving an overly helpful big brother who is determined to ‘help’ feed Elijah by trying to give him his bottle (which then has a side order of toddler snot coated on it), who is also very persistent in sharing his toys and making sure Elijah knows how a rattle works. Poor Elijah isn’t quite sure why a purple, stuffed parrot that jingles keeps being shaken inches from his face.

 
 

Then we have the rather stressful ordeal of trying to actually leave the house. While Oliver is trying his hardest to put his shoes on himself, I’m rushing about trying to make sure we have everything in the changing bag and Mr. C is desperately looking for the car keys which Oliver has hidden somewhere in one of the many places in our home that only Oliver knows about. Once we’ve triple checked the changing bag (which later I realise is missing bibs, wipes or both), put Oliver shoes on, found the car keys, actually got everyone in the car and reached our destination, we then have to get them both back out of the car. Once out of the car, we have to ensure we do not stray from our rigid itinerary, as that would cause all sorts of mayhem and inevitably result in at least one child or adult having a meltdown.

 
 

Not all is lost however, as we reach the end of our second week parenting two under two, things are starting to come together. The nappy rota is starting to work relatively well, we’ve got the food schedule running like an organised chaos and it only takes a second to look at their gorgeous little faces to know that every parenting hurdle is worth it. The only problem I’m left to face is, Mr. C starts back at work next week and I’m left all alone to do all of this parenting two children under two by myself. Let the games begin!

 
 

These little faces make all of the parenting hurdles worth it.
These little faces make all of the parenting hurdles worth it.

 
 
 

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12 thoughts

  1. You’re right, “they” lied. Two is the most difficult transition to make and it’s primarily because #1 is still very much an infant. Think about it, what number of children do most couples stop at? TWO that’s the hardest number and it’s when most couples say “never again” hee hee. The best tip I can give you is to do what works for your family and trust your parenting instincts rather than the parenting rule books.

    1. I’ve been finding my feet over the past few weeks, but I feel like I’m getting there now. I’ve always wanted three children, so I’m not sure we will be stopping at two. I think you are absolutely right and to follow natural instincts, everyone gives ‘advice’ or tries to ‘help’ but it’s all about finding something that works for you. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on my post.

      1. I’m glad it’s starting to fall into a pattern for you. After six it gets really easy except that the older ones are so busy holding the next few babies that if you ever want to hold number 7,8,9, & 10 you have to breastfeed…. but it’s lots of fun. Enjoy!

    1. Thank you for taking the time to read my post and leave a comment! I feel like I’m getting to grips with it a bit more now. of course everything changes as soon as you think you have got to grips with it, so we shall see if that is still the case in a couple of weeks 💕.

    1. I’m a March baby. It’s a lovely time of year to be born, it starts warming up, flowers start appearing and there are lots of baby animals everywhere. Just beautiful. If it is any reassurance, I’m 7 weeks into this parenting two under two and I’m starting to find my feet and get into a routine. Good luck on your new family adventure.

  2. I wish I had read this before having my son last November. No one warned me of the reality of 2 under 2 so I felt like I was massively failing. Thanks for writing it in truth!🙂

    1. You definitely aren’t failing, everyone has bad days. I think some people just hide them better than others. I’m glad reading this has made you feel less like you are only one who has bad days🙂

  3. I met the man of my dreams who had 2 girls already (visit part-time), so getting our son into the mix was easy for me. Very likely to change if the partner and I have another that lives with us full time.

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