Then, before you know it, baby number two has arrived and you're almost back to square one. Except this time, it's easier. You aren't stressing about every little thing. The hours spent holding your newborn are relished. Your toddler seems a tiny bit less crazy. Things slow down again...but the change of pace is welcomed.
That's where I am at, anyway. It's not the same for everyone; each parent, child and situation is unique. Things are slower with Colt here, but I am grateful. Pregnancy had its ups and downs, and I spent much of the time impatiently waiting for the end of the third trimester. Sleep seemed nonexistent. My appetite disappeared. I was weak, tired and emotional. The moment my son was born, I felt normal again. In fact, I get more sleep now than when I was pregnant.
Of course, everything can't be the way it was before. Things aren't truly "normal" yet, and we won't really be settled for quite some time. I'm not worried. This time around, I accept and welcome the changes and the time it takes to achieve the "new normal".
Live. Laugh. Love.