Why Being A Second Child Rules

Tonight I looked over and noticed that the pile of Chanukah presents waiting for my three year old towered over the gifts for my eight month old. Naturally, I instantly felt guilty (for about the 1000th time since he was born) that my younger son does not get the same attention as the older one. But when I sat back and thought about it, being a second child has a ton of advantages I never anticipated. Here is why I think being a second child really does rule.

why being a second child rules

The calm factor. Happy mommy, happy baby, amiright? My eight month old is the happiest, calmest kid ever. While I am sure some of it is just his personality, I am attribute a lot of his chill nature to the fact that I worry so much less than I did when his older brother was his age. Well, maybe I just split my worry between two … but whatever it is, I definitely worry less.

Fewer doctor visits. My poor three year old probably got dragged to the doctor every other week when he was a baby. Anytime he coughed funny I was sure he had contracted the plague. The eight month old, not so much. I can now tell the difference between a runny nose that every baby has and the kind that is cause for concern.

Instant best friend. From time he was old enough to focus his eyes, my eight month’s face has lit up like a Christmas tree anytime his brother walks into the room. With my first son, I spent so much time trying to make sure he spent time with other kids his age that we ran around nonstop. With my younger son, he has a built in playmate and a lot more time to relax. Nothing makes me happier than seeing the two of them playing quietly. Not to mention that when I need to run to the bathroom or clean up the kitchen, I have the three year old play with the baby. Peeing by myself… BONUS!

Double the toys. The little guy has access to all of his age appropriate toys, but he also gets the benefit of all of my older son’s toys too. The older one isn’t so thrilled about it, but the little guy sure is! Double the toys, double the fun!

So many less mistakes. My eight month gets the benefit of all of those crazy ass things I did with my first son that I now know are, in fact, crazy. For the benefit of my pride, I won’t detail them here, but suffice it to say this time around when my younger son first slept through the night, I did not check to see if he was still breathing. (And then accidentally wake him up thereby negating anything awesome about him sleeping through the night). Because I was sleeping too.

So to all the younger siblings out there, this post is for you! Life is pretty damn good for you.

Santa List

santalist

I love the holidays.  Glistening Christmas lights, the smell of our freshly cut tree, and the magic of Santa Claus make this the most special time of year.  You know what I don’t love?  The heart palpitations I get when I think about all the new toys my children are about to receive for Christmas.  My kids need more toys like I need a hole in the head, yet I know it is an inevitable part of the holiday season.  Every day my daughter comes up with a new thing she hopes Santa leaves under the tree.  To curb her expectations of what Santa will bring, we are implementing an enumerated list, in which she will request that St. Nick bring “One thing I want, one thing I need, one thing to wear, and one thing to read.”  In case you were wondering, here’s what my three year old requested:

One thing she wants: A new cradle for her doll
One thing she needs: Underwear with Frozen characters
One thing to wear: New Ariel pajamas
One thing to read: A Minnie Mouse Bowtique book (she’s actually getting a whole basket full of new books!)

By narrowing down the things your children want for Christmas, you can temper their expectations and also zero in on those things they really hope to receive.  Plus, you will ensure that they expect to receive not just toys, but necessities (like clothes) and worthwhile items (like books).  Of course, Santa is bringing more than those items, but everything else will be icing on the cake!

Happy Hanukkah!

happy hanukkah

We hope everyone who celebrates is having a Hanukkah full of family, latkes and of course, presents. Happy Hanukkah!!

Raspberry Oat Muffins

These raspberry oat muffins rock. My son liked them so much, he told everyone he was eating a cupcake. I didn’t correct him.

raspberry oat muffins via @twohappymamas

You will need:
1 1/3 cups of flour
3/4 cup quick-cooking steel cut oats (I used Oat Revolution steel cut oats with flaxseed for a healthy addition)
1/3 cup brown sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/8 teaspoon salt
1 large egg
3/4 cup 2% milk
1/4 cup unsweetened applesauce
1/4 cup pure maple syrup
Raspberry jam or preserves

  1. Preheat the oven to 400. Grease a 12-cup muffin tin.
  2. Combine flour, oats, brown sugar, baking powder and salt in a medium bowl.
  3. Combine egg, milk, applesauce and maple syrup in a large bowl.
  4. Pour the flour mixture into the egg mixture and combine.
  5. Spoon about two to three tablespoons into each cup until the cup is about 3/4 full. Spoon 1 teaspoon of raspberry jam into the center of each cup of batter.
  6. Bake for 16 minutes and cool before eating. The muffins taste great either warm or at room temperature.

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