Adjusting

One of hubby's friends has a saying he loves sharing: "One is one; two is twenty." He's been saying this ever since I got pregnant with Ethan (though I liked reminding him that sometimes, one is twenty... at least in the case of Maggie it is!). In all seriousness, though, two is a lot more challenging. We knew it would be. It doesn't help that I'm still in pain where I tore so I have to take it easy, and I'm not supposed to be picking up Maggie yet (though I did twice accidentally and paid the price).

Maggie seems to like her little brother though. She will sometimes call him by name ("Baby Ethan") though usually he's just "Baby". She pats his head when she walks by. She covers him with blankets even when it's 80 degrees so he'll be warm. She wants to help and she wants to hold him. This is good, right?

But it seems she doesn't want me anymore. Whenever she wants something or needs someone, she calls out for Daddy. Daddy is going back to work tomorrow and we're not sure what that impact will be on her (though fortunately my sister will be helping out the rest of this week). It seems she has abandoned me. Or maybe she feels I've abandoned her? With Ethan in my arms most of my waking hours, it may appear to her that there's no room for her anymore...especially since I can't pick her up and it hurts to have her sit on my lap. My MIL warned me that she would not take out any concerns about the change in our family on Ethan but would on us, but I wasn't expecting her to change to a Daddy's girl so quickly and exclusively. It really makes me sad.

She did have one victory tonight. We've been watching the Elmo potty tape for a while now in hopes that it will spark an interest in using the potty again (since she hasn't in months now). Tonight she was calling out long after bedtime "poo poo" (which usually is an excuse to stay up later through a diaper change). Hubby checked on her and decided to let her sit on the potty... and she peed (a lot!) right away! Yay for Maggie!!!