My little Maverick is one month old.
I can’t help but compare him to Z when she was an infant. And it isn’t fair to either of them. But briefly:
THIS IS A WHOLE LOT EASIER.
It’s harder in many ways. Juggling two little people instead of one. Trying to get Maverick to sleep when Z’s running around the house. Making Mom-and-Z time so Z doesn’t feel left out.
But this baby actually sleeps on his own, and when he cries he doesn’t sound pissed off like Z did.
Summer will be a whole other animal – Z won’t be in school and I’ll have them both. Together. All. Day. Long. But I have a couple more weeks of just me and my little dude during the day, and I plan to enjoy them.