I need to be with two boys at the same time. The baby needs me for obvious reasons: I've got milk. But he also needs his mama to hold and cuddle him--to provide that warmth and security that all babies need. Gusi needs me for other emotional reasons. He needs to feel that he isn't being displaced by his baby brother, that there's enough love for everyone, that I have time to play trains with him, read to him, bathe him, and teach him how to put on his clothes. He needs to feel that warmth and security from me too.
So, where does this leave me? With three gray hairs viciously plucked from my head in the last two days. I think it's one hair for the baby, one for Gusi and one for Papi. Yes, Papi, because I don't have much time for him, and with potty training, a new baby, waking up at awful hours of the morning, we just don't have much time for each other. I am expecting at least one more gray hair--for me. I think this will be the longest, thickest one. It will probably grow out of my leg.
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