Something that’s so different about Number Two (for me, at least):
With my son, I felt so panicky all the time when he was little (and as he grew bigger): stay just the same, don’t grow up, stay stay stay. But what watching him get older has taught me is that it’s so cool, seeing your children turn into the people they are. I love her just like this, tiny and curled up in the crook of my arm…but I can’t wait to see who she’ll be.
