Two Under Two

It was just about five months ago now that my husband and I stood peering at two very positive lines on a pregnancy test.  Our thirteen month old daughter; oblivious to our fast changing life, was sleeping soundly down the hall.  Unreal is the only word that could describe that moment; coming to grips with the fact that we would have two children, under the age of two in the very near future.  Of course, once the shock wore off, we were thrilled beyond words.  A brand new adventure was about to wrap us up into an exciting, fresh chapter in our lives.

Fast forward a few months into my pregnancy.  I woke up with a sense of excitement;  I was to see our sweet baby on a ultrasound screen this day at my OB/GYN appointment.  My daughter woke up, and I hurried around our home, getting little one and myself ready to walk out the door.  Already, I was a little flustered; feeling a likeness to a pack mule as I  tried climbing the stairs with a twenty four pound toddler on my hip, and a diaper bag over one arm.  Upon opening the door, I am greeted by an unexpected downpour (or should I say typhoon) standing between myself, my daughter, and the fifty feet to the car.  Awesome.

Drenched, we climb in the car and hurry to my appointment.  Once again, pack mule style, I balance a soaking toddler on my hip, and rush into the doctor’s office.  Lo and behold, once inside the receptionist apologetically informs me that the doctor has been called to an emergency delivery at the hospital, and I need to come back in two hours.  I think, no problem.  Immediately, I start fantasizing about a sweet little coffee date with my little one, as we pass some time.  She will drink her organic vanilla milk.   I will sip on a decaf iced fruit tea.  And all the while we sit and giggle about things, and wave at strangers as they walk leisurely by.

Yeah, right.  We enter the coffee shop and it’s packed from wall to wall.  My toddler is squirming to take off running into the great unknown, and these strangers don’t seem quite as amused at my daughter’s cuteness as I had hoped.

As I am packing her back into the car (and have I mentioned it’s one hundred degrees outside?), I start to think about how in a few short months I am going to have two babies under two years old.  How on earth am I going to ever go out in public again?  Or cook a meal?  Or clean my home?  Or even go the bathroom?  Don’t panic, Mandy.  Keep your cool.

I’ve always shied away from baby wearing, simply for the fact that I have a really messed up spine that requires frequent chiropractic care.  Baby wearing just hasn’t been an option for me in the past.  Thankfully, a sweet reader of my blog (who consequently also suffers from severe back pain) suggested I try an Ergobaby Carrier, as it is the only carrier she can use.  I was thrilled to find from others that Ergobaby  Carriers worked wonderfully for people with back pain.

Now, having a beautiful carrier, I feel so much more confident about this baby coming, and soon to have two under two.  The thought that I will be able to bundle baby number two up in my Ergo, and have my hands free to take care of my very energetic toddler. run those errands, and cook those meals; relieves my mind and makes me want to do a little happy mama dance.  I cannot wait to use my Ergo.

Who says two under two can’t be done?

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Mandy is a tea drinking, tattoo wearing, fashion loving, wife to Kyle, and mama to two. She lives in the south, detests the heat, and is a certified Christian yoga instructor. Find yoga videos and more over at Mandy Reid Yoga.

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