loving two | calgary baby photographer

This is a totally random post and I’m thinking the blog could use a few more of these.  🙂

One of my clients recently had her second baby and was feeling sad for her daughter.  She was wondering how things would change and it reminded me of this poem that made me feel good when I was pregnant with our second.  I felt a huge guilt inside.  I loved the fact that there would be a new baby in our house.  I love babies and if it is possible my husband may even love them as much as I do.  It made sense.  We wanted a large family after all.  That still didn’t stop the guilt though.  I spent so much time with our first little one and he would only be 16 months old when the new baby was born.  Sixteen months is still a baby in my books!  Was I going to take something away from him?  Would our relationship be the same or would it change?  Would I have time to love two babies?  A friend sent this poem to me and it made me so happy so I thought I’d share.

Loving Two

I walk along holding your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical relationship. Suddenly I feel a kick from within, as if to remind me that our time alone is limited. And I wonder: how could I ever love another child as I love you?

Then he is born, and I watch you. I watch the pain you feel at having to share me as you’ve never shared me before.

I hear you telling me in your own way, “Please love only me”. And I hear myself telling you in mine, “I can’t”, knowing, in fact, that I never can again.

You cry. I cry with you. I almost see our new baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never quite have again.

But then, barely noticing, I find myself attached to that new being, and feeling almost guilty. I’m afraid to let you see me enjoying him—as though I am betraying you.

But then I notice your resentment change, first to curiosity, then to protectiveness, finally to genuine affection.

More days pass, and we are settling into a new routine. The memory of days with just the two of us is fading fast.

But something else is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just we two. There are new times – only now, we are three. I watch the love between you grow, the way you look at each other, touch each other.

I watch how he adores you — as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of his new accomplishments. And I begin to realize that I haven’t taken something from you, I’ve given something to you. I notice that I am no longer afraid to share my love openly with both of you.

I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally strong. And my question is finally answered, to my amazement. Yes, I can love another child as much as I love you—only differently.

And although I realize that you may have to share my time, I now know you’ll never share my love. There’s enough of that for both of you – you each have your own supply.

I love you—-both. And I thank you both for blessing my life. —Author Unknown

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  • Jenna Slomp - Aww way to make me cry! Just added #2 to the family and I have a 2 year old so this really hits close to home. Lovely.

  • michelle - i’m glad you like it sarah. big H is a lucky little girl to have little H in her life. 🙂 there is always enough love for two.

  • sarah m. - thank you so very much for sharing.
    i have copied, printed and will save this for keeps. and one for big H’s keepsake box.

  • Shannon l Candid Moments Photography - So true and said very well!