Last week I had the opportunity to watch a good friend's daughter for a few hours in the afternoon/evening at our house. Naturally I jumped on the opportunity, partly in order to help my friend as she has helped me in the past, and partly because I knew that JJ would enjoy the company, but mostly just to see what it would be like to have two little ones in the house, and whether or not I could handle it. Ellia is 10 1/2 months old, so when we have another child it will be impossible for JJ and the baby will be that close in age, but it was good practice anyway. Ellia also has a harder time, in general, being away from her mom. But she's been to our house many times before and she's familiar with both JJ and myself, so I had a good feeling about how things would go.
When Mara dropped Ellia off, she stuck around for a bit, to get Ellia settled. That seemed to work wonders, because once Mara left, Ellia didn't cry one bit. I was very happy and impressed, and while I can't deny that I was sort of proud of myself for this, I know that I had very little to do with it. I was just very happy that Ellia was comfortable in my care. JJ was asleep for the first hour or so of Ellia's visit with us, so that was pretty easy on me. We played for a while and it was refreshing having a little girl around for once. Once JJ woke up, the real fun started.I didn't want to leave Ellia alone downstairs, so I carried her upstairs with me to get JJ. When JJ saw me walk in the door to his bedroom with another baby in my arms he practically crawled out of the crib -- literally! In fact, if his legs were a little longer or if I hadn't just recently lowered the crib mattress, he WOULD have climbed out. He started whining and crying a little bit, jealous that another cute little baby had made her way into my arms. He wanted his mommy, and he wanted her all to himself. I decided that a diaper change in the midst of all this jealousy would be near impossible, especially since JJ has been really bad for diaper changes in general lately. And I considered putting Ellia in the crib for a few minutes so I could cuddle with JJ, but I knew that would probaby start her crying and I didn't want to ruin the positive trend we had going so far. So I reached into the crib with my free [right] arm and slid JJ onto my right hip, with Ellia still on my left. I carried the two of them down the stairs, into the living room, and then stood there, thinking, "now what?"
I considered putting them down, but with both arms occupied there was really no safe way to do that. So I very carefully lowered myself to the floor and sat with both kids still on my hips. At this point, I could safely put them on the floor, but every time I made any sort of move at all, JJ clung tighter to me, indicating that he did not want to be put down. Again I considered releasing Ellia, but I was nervous that she would cry at seeing me hold JJ, and regardless of what her reaction would have been, I needed a free hand to put either of them down. So we sat there, the three of us, JJ resting his chubby cheek on my right shoulder and Ellia cuddled in my left arm, for about ten minutes. Finally JJ lifted his head up and pulled away from me, ready to brave the living room on his own, and he started playing with some toys. I finally let Ellia go as well and the two of them had a blast playing together.The rest of the evening went well, and Ellia only got a little bit fussy when Jeremy came home, because she was unfamiliar with him. But soon enough she got used to his presence and we all enjoyed eating together. So now I have renewed confidence that I can handle two. I know it was only one day, and only a few hours at that. And I know that there will be difficult days once we have two children in the house, but it was a good experience to have the two of them here, and honestly, it was easier than I thought. Plus it made me feel pretty good that JJ was so jealous of Ellia over me, despite the fact that it worries me how he will react with a little sibiling in the house someday.





