Of course I love them both equally...but I can't help noticing that sometimes it seems different.
Because here's the thing: Just like you, I'm making my way through motherhood and can use all the support I can get.
Let me cherish my final months taking care of just one sweet girl, while I nest and prepare for the second in peace.
#2. The day your kid’s baby brother or sister arrives is equal parts the best and worst day of your first child’s life.
I feel guilty every day that my son is so much older than his baby sister. It wasn't planned that way, but I still feel somehow responsible.