Infertility

Training Bras and Teething Rings

Milestones

My oldest daughter hit a milestone the other day. She got her first training bra.

My youngest daughter hit a milestone the other day too. She got her first teething ring.

Now, to be clear, there are no kids in between these two. There’s a week short of a 9-year age difference between our two children. Our battle with infertility was long and rough, but we are part of the lucky few that have seen the other side and are able to finally hold our miracle baby in our arms.

But I digress. Back to the training bra and teething ring.

At the end of the day I was getting Addie into her footed pajamas when Elle came into the room and asked if she was supposed to wear her bra while sleeping. This launched a long discussion on the purpose of bras and a general overview of puberty. While we chatted I fed Addie her bottle in our rocking chair. The room was dark except for the light of Addie’s elephant lamp shining on Elle as she sat on the floor in front of me.

Reflections

After I got Addie down for the night and we said prayers with Elle and tucked her in, I thought about this phase I’ve found myself in. I guess I never thought about it specifically, but I always had this idea that once we got to training bras and puberty with our oldest, I’d have this whole motherhood thing down a little better because I’d have about 4 more kids besides her. But starting all over again with baby Addie has somehow emphasized how different my motherhood has turned out to be.

For some reason it’s been more difficult than I imagined to keep one foot in a 4th grader’s world and the other foot in a baby’s. With nothing in between the difference is stark.

I remember a gal in a previous ward who had a 10-year difference between her two children. I asked her what it was like. Her response has become mine, “It’s like raising two only-children.”

I don’t know if Addie will be our last child. I hope not. But I’ve learned not to take anything for granted. So, until we experience our next miracle baby, I’ll continue trying to navigate this strange new world I’ve happily found myself in.

What it's like having a 9-year age gap between kids. | MiddayMornings.com

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