Having a second baby…how hard could it be?

Having a second baby…how hard could it be?

After struggling with infertility, we welcomed our first son, Aram (Air-Uhm) Jordan Osterbur into our family on January 19, 2012. Life as we knew it was changed forever and in a very challenging yet amazing way. Together, my husband Adam and I learned Aram’s cries, feeding and sleeping patterns and how to coordinate our work and family schedules.

Just when it felt like we had a good grip on our chaotic masterpiece, we discovered we were pregnant with baby number two! Adam was over the moon excited and I was well, very happy but also felt overwhelmed, scared and nervous. I was finally in a place where I felt confident as a working mommy and then, hello curve ball. Please don’t misunderstand, I was incredibly grateful and felt very blessed that God had chosen us to be parents to this new life, but the thought of two babies under the age of two was a bit much to take in at first.

Baby number two was slated to arrive on December 7^th. You know, otherwise known as the very accurate due date. Well the very accurate due date shifted rapidly as I was getting ready to come into the office on the Friday after Thanksgiving, I sprung a leak.

Several hours later, Andrew Thomas joined our family and just like that, my heart grew and I was in love all over again. All of those fears of becoming a mom again faded and our happiness was topped off when Aram met his brother for the first time with excitement.

Throughout the pregnancy when people learned that we would have two children less than two years apart, we either got the “Oh, my babies are 22 months apart and it was great!” or the “Oh, boy, you’re going to have your hands full.”

Seven months in, I have found both statements to be true. Children at any age can be absolute angels one minute and a challenge the next, start adding multiples and it gets even more interesting.

Adam and I have learned to tag team and that sometimes the best method is to divide and conquer. At the end of the day I’m usually a mixed bag of emotions. I never knew that happy could sometimes be lumped in with defeated & exhausted, but it can. Becoming a mother is one of the best things that has ever happened to me and I wouldn’t change any part of it.

As my family grows (not in numbers) I look forward to sharing my adventures of being a working mommy, wife and mother.