The 2nd child or chance...

 I have been thinking about this a lot lately.  I am just so happy that I got a second chance to experience things with another child.  With Taylor being our second child and also not being a premature child, we are much more relaxed.  Poor Kate, had two parents that were wound so tight the poor child couldn't cry without us both on top of her in two seconds.

I was so worried about her for that whole first year (okay, and I still worry about her plenty) and we had so many follow up appointments and checks I don't think that until she was a year adjusted that I stopped knowing exactly what she consumed in a day.  Taylor on the other hand, I rarely look at what she has taken in during a day.  She is fed on demand when with me, and of course I would notice if she didn't eat all day but otherwise its a pretty natural relaxed system.

With Kate, I worried and fretted. We had to try every spoon, and even just work up to having her allow something up by her face.  With Taylor I actually enjoy feeding her.  I really don't think about it much except for choking and the possible allergy worry.  Taylor in response enjoys every last minute of it all, she eats with gusto, loves the spoon and nearly explodes with excitement for the mesh feeder with fresh fruit in it.

I am glad we went through and continue to go through the challenges with Kate and her eating.  It has prepared me (a little) for dealing with bigger problems in my children lives, if and when they come along.  I also can be extremely persistent and stubborn now if I need my children to do something.

But, it sure is nice especially when you are exhausted at the end of a work day after 6 months of not sleeping a ton and dealing with a bossy 3 year old to just relax and watch a pudgy little baby enjoy her peas and watermelon.