Dear Mom,

Motherhood is a beautiful journey but a bumpy one. Ever since I became a mom of two, my life has changed completely. Overwhelming but amazing.

Today, I want you to read this poem … read it more than once if you have too and remember that you can love them both.

This poem pretty much sums up my feelings in the last 2 posts – Dear Baby, I’m sorry about the 3-year-old and Dear firstborn, I’m sorry about the baby.

Loving Two

As I hold your 2-year-old hand, basking in the glow of our magical
relationship, I suddenly 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 she 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 her.
— as though I am betraying you.

loving two
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

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
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.
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
I find that my love for each of you is as different as you are, but equally

loving two

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 (if you know who the author is, please tell me.)

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