How You Change As A Parent With Each New Child
When my first son was born, I lived and died by routine, order, and predictability. (You can thank my love of control for that, along with a healthy dose of Type A personality.) I got lucky—my son also thrived on this lifestyle, so we managed just fine. Until my second son was born. That adorable but colicky, reflux-afflicted, and oh-so-sensitive baby threw my whole world into chaos. He didn’t sleep. He didn’t breastfeed well....