by Brianne Manz, Stroller in the City
The One, Two, Three Jump!
When I sit and think, it’s kind of crazy that my blog is turning ten years old this year. But what’s even crazier is that I’ve been a mother for 10 years! Ryder, Siella, and Gemma are now ages ten, seven, five, respectively. Some things from my earlier years of motherhood have been completely blurred out, like the sleepless nights, around the clock nursing, and everyone’s terrible twos. What I do recall, quite vividly, is the jump from one to two children, and then two to three children.
When Siella was born, Ryder, our first child, was two and a half years old and going from one to two children wasn’t much of a challenge for me. Ryder was at a good age, sleeping through the nights, potty trained early, and able to understand he was a big brother to his new sibling sister. With this, one thing I did need to learn was how to give my all to both of them, equally. During the first few weeks after Siella’s birth, I remember stressing that I couldn’t take Ryder to music class, as I was still recovering from a C-section. Ryder was completely content with having my mom take him, but nonetheless, I was still a mess. Another learning curve around the same time was the double stroller. At first, I didn’t think I would need a double, because I figured Ryder could easily ride on the stroller kickboard. That point of view changed after our second or third time out of the house, when I realized that my little man was still napping, and may have wanted to take a siesta next to his little sis.
All of that was minor compared to the jump from two to three children. It took a really long time, almost a year and a half, for Siella to be conceived, so we figured it would take us just as long to have a third. Surprisingly, that was not the case with Gemma, and I was pregnant after the first month of trying. For Ryder, now almost five years old, taking a newborn baby home was almost old hat, considering his first sister was born just 21 months earlier. Siella, on the other hand, was not at all prepared to become the middle child. The day we brought Gemma home, Siella decided that she no longer wanted to wear diapers because that was for babies and pretty much potty trained herself. This was something I definitely was not prepared for!
Nursing a newborn while carrying around a potty and asking a toddler if they needed to go to the bathroom fifty times a day was a challenge, to say the least. Schedules for all were definitely a challenge, especially when it came to nap times. I would feel like I won the lottery when two were sleeping at the exact same time. Oh and I remember the feeling when I had to get all three kids out the door, at the same time, alone. At that time, it seemed like climbing a mountain, but looking back now, I have to laugh. Those were some of the best years when they were all just innocent little babies who needed their mama for everything. When you are at that point when you can reflect, you too will realize they really weren’t challenges at all. They’re just the ebbs and flows of motherhood. But, I am curious, what it’s like going from three to four?
A once fashion showroom owner now turned mom, writer & blogger, Brianne Manz lives in New York City with her husband and three children. Her blog, Stroller In The City, boasts about city living, family travel, kids fashion, and all things that are mommy. Brianne has been featured on the Today Show, E! News, and People Magazine, to name a few.