Loving two.

When Andy and I talked about having another baby, I wasn’t prepared for the emotions and worries I would feel once we got the wonderful news that we would, in fact, be welcoming a new baby into our home.

The old worries of my first pregnancy — feeling like I wasn’t going to know what to do, being scared of the impending labor, worrying that I wouldn’t have all the “things” in our house that we needed to take care of the baby — those worries have come and gone.

A new list of thoughts and worries have taken their place.

Will Lucy be upset that I can’t focus only on her any longer?
Will I actually have to figure out how to deal with a jealous toddler?
Will I be mad at myself and feel guilty for dividing my attention?
How will I ever maintain the sweet, sweet relationship I have with Lucy and still make room in my heart for another baby?
Is there even room in my heart to love another?
Will the new baby be quiet, happy, and laid back like Lucy?
Will the new baby be dramatically different?
Will I be able to handle life with a newborn and a toddler?

The list goes on…


As I was praying through my worries (Psalm 55:22), laying them at the feet of the Lord, (1 Peter 5:7)… I was prompted to Google.

Maybe that sounds really crazy to you, but for those of you who know me, I Google everything. And… God has always had some really interesting ways of communicating things to me. (Ask me about the time I was in the middle of singing at church and had visions of the animated movie Feivel Goes West.)

So I Googled, and came across the following poem that beautifully walked me through my emotions and safely brought me out on the other side. With tear-stained cheeks of course.


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 love another child as I love you?

Then she is born, and I watch you. I watch as the pain you feel at having to share me as you have 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 baby as an intruder on the precious relationship we once shared. A relationship we can never 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 her — 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 is replacing those wonderful times we shared, just us 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 she adores you, as I have for so long. I see how excited you are by each of her new accomplishments.

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 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

My heart is still heavy sometimes at the thought of sharing my love, but I know there are many  mothers who have gone before me who have realized that indeed a mother’s love for each child can be equally strong, but just as different as her children are.

My prayer is that I will be at peace knowing I will have enough love for both of my babies.

They will each have their own supply.


7 Responses to "Loving two."

  1. jojo says:

    Your heart will just growwwww. 🙂

  2. Stephanie Peecook says:

    You are not alone with those feelings as every mother experiences that fear with a second pregnancy…..but you will soon see that God gave us am amazing gift to love each of our children in a unique and special way that only they were created to have! The love you see Lucy give your new child will only draw the 2 of you closer together! I will pray that God calms you thoughts, your heart and your fears! xoxo Stephanie

    • janine says:

      Thanks Steph! It’s so tough to believe (not having been there just yet) that there is room in my heart when I know how deeply I love Lucy. Thank you for your prayers and encouragement, I am so looking forward to the day when the baby is here and I can finally say, “wow, there really IS enough room in my heart!”

  3. Joedaddy says:

    It may be trite but it’s true: your love won’t be divided; it will be multiplied.

    • janine says:

      Haha… please tell me this isn’t a ‘Sister Wives’ reference… <3

  4. Paula Meverden says:

    Janine-I had the same feelings when I was pregnant with Zach. And to my amazement, there was enough love. It happens very naturally! But those feelings are normal!

    • janine says:

      Thanks for the encouragement, Paula! I thought for sure I couldn’t be the “only one” out here having these feelings. 🙂

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