Since Lincoln was born, my relationship with Aspen has improved so much. I mean, we had a good one before but it was strained significantly while I was pregnant. I think the anticipation of his arrival got to her, too. She was just as ragey as I was about the length of pregnancy, and all the uncertainties that came along with it.
It feels like she and I are on a team again, doing what we can to get this other tiny human to make it through another day. We're working together to keep him from screaming too much, and to get him to start smiling at us soon. Aspen has gotten so much better at spending time by herself while I rock Linc to sleep in another room. She no longer enters a room talking at the top of her lungs, either! Oh, the progress we're making with this toddler.
Last week I cancelled two play dates and while it was the best thing for us to stay home and try to get some rest (and by "us" I mean ME), I felt so badly telling Aspen we were no longer going to do XYZ as we had planned. Not to mention there are often outings I haven't even told her about that I secretly cancel when Linc is too fussy and I'm too exhausted.
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