I have always heard the old wisdom that the transition from no children to one child is far worse than the transition from one child to two children, and I now agree. Though I have never been a mom to two before, thankfully after the first kid you kind of have it figured out and it comes pretty naturally. Also of course this time you aren't afraid of your newborn!
Of course it helps that William is waaaaaay more chill than Evie ever was, I guess all the in-utero lectures paid off. So long as he is having a good day, he will usually give me a good afternoon nap in his own bed, hallejuah! He also sleeps in his co-sleeper pretty much all night with no complaint. Of course he wakes up frequently to eat, but more on that later. He also has a fondness for his vibrating chair that Evie never possessed, if he is happy he will contentedly hang out in there for a few minutes so I might be able to get something done. Evie was literally attached to me for six months so this chill guy is a bit of a treat.
The only thing of great concern to William is his milk! According to my husbands family, that should be expected with a big boy. He likes to eat at least once an hour and kind of feels like a permanent attachment. But I admit it isn't too terrible as he can usually be calmed instantly that way.
Consequently he is growing like a weed! At 4 weeks he was 10 lbs even and by 5.5 weeks he was 11lbs 8 ounces. I was astounded when they weighed him as I had guesstimated he might be about 11 by then, I was not counting on a full 1.5 pounds in two weeks. He is also 2 feet tall which puts him in the 97% for height. He is clearly just following in his father's footsteps but it makes it terrible to keep him in clothes! We have already blown through the 0 mns clothes and are swiftly making it out of the 3mn ones as well.
Evie likes having he little brother at home, she is often sweet to him, but most often she just ignores him. I do think she is feeling the stress of sharing my attention. She was used to me being able to respond to her immediately and help as soon as she needed me. Now I often have William in my arms or on my lap and she needs to come to me. I often feel her ramping up as the day goes on, but fortunately Daddy makes an effort to pay her special attention and to wear off her energy when he gets home.