Baby once more

I'm almost as surprised as you are, kid:  being a dada for the second time is so much easier.  Kid 1 was hard.  Much sleeplessness, lots of adrenalin, I had a job.  And, of course, we lacked experience.  Breast feeding, for example, took two of us as docking him was tricky (as it is if you haven't done it before).  We had to ask neighbors for bottle parts in the middle of the night.  Changing a diaper required thought.  Amateurs.

But I think the thing that made it most difficult was that Kid 1 changed our lives.  Obvious, expected, shocking nonetheless.  And Kid 2?  More of the same.  So it's going just fine here, a very mellow time for all, and thank goodness for that.