And now that the boys are 2 and 1, I can say "I have a 2 year old and a 1 year old" and sometimes I get a sympathetic smile and occasionally, if I'm lucky, the offer of a cup of tea and a nap.
Note to self: must remember to look a little more disheveled next time.
But sometimes, the desire to show off one's closely-born children becomes a little, let's say, competitive.
Today I found myself caught in a four-way
One woman had three kids in two and a half years. One had two young kids thirteen months apart and two older kids as well. One had each of her three children fourteen months apart... or something like that. I think I lost track.
Each statement was met with expressions of awe and empathetic shaking of heads as we each contemplated the demands of coping with such trying situations.
But, having had two children close together myself, and having faced the challenges of this, I have to say, I'm impressed, but... I'm equally impressed with those parents who choose a wider spacing of sprogs.
Because, however small or large the gap between your kids, it's my belief that there are going to be challenges. Whatever the age gap, you're still going to have to deal with more than one child entering different phases of development, each with their own set of emotional, educational, growing needs. Whatever the gap, you still have more than one mouth to feed, more than one schedule to attend to, more than one person to fret about.
Whatever the gap, it's hard work.
My brother and I are ten years apart. That doesn't mean it was easy for my parents... just different. A whole different set of challenges.
What do you think about this? Do you think closer is harder or believe any age gap is hard?