Motherhood Over 35: Month Two

By Kathy Zucker

Credit: Kathy Zucker

There is something very special about having a tiny baby to snuggle on Mother’s Day. Waking up that Sunday morning and rolling over to see my new daughter’s face wreathed in smiles just made my day. Hope all the moms reading this had a great Mother’s Day!

The last month has been a big one for the transition back to normal life. I had my six-week postpartum visit, when I would find out whether I would come off the blood pressure medication or not. If I had a normal blood pressure reading then I would get tapered off the drugs, if not then I would be released to the care of an internist for long-term treatment.

The news was good, so I am in the process of tapering off the meds! Now if only my hair would stop falling out.

I am starting to see classic sibling roles emerge with my three children. If I were writing a screenplay, it would have the following characters:

  • Child #1: The General
    “I want to walk to school by myself!” Delightful as it would be to have child services called on us, her parents, our five year old is not going anywhere by herself. Now if only we had installed that chain lock high enough so she couldn’t reach it with her freakishly tall height.
  • Child #2: The Accountant
    “Whatever my sister’s got, I want a toy of equal or higher value.”
  • Child #3: The Bystander
    “Hmm, those big kids look like they’re up to some scary stuff. I’ll just stay close to Mommy where it’s safe.”

My oldest child is over-the-moon delighted with her baby sister. She comes to check on her every morning and evening, and provides an instant baby cry alert. In the last couple of weeks, she also brings toys over to soothe the baby when she starts crying after a nap or diaper change. The sister relationship is shaping up very nicely.

My son, the middle child, is less than enthusiastic about his little sister. He keeps bouncing back and forth between parents, alternately rejecting one and crying for the other. He also has been regressing, asking to be carried to the bath and bed. It’s a good thing my blood pressure is coming down so I can carry heavy things again. I am hoping that my son’s unique position as the only boy in the family will alleviate the middle child syndrome, but so far his adjustment to the new family dynamic has been a rough one.

The baby is starting to sleep longer stretches at night; she gave me the Mother’s Day present of an eight-hour stretch. Unfortunately, my boobs didn’t get the memo so I wound up developing a case of mastitis from the resulting engorgement. My older daughter started sleeping through the night around this age, so fingers crossed that in another month both her sleep and feeding schedule will stabilize. I am REALLY looking forward to catching up on my sleep deficit; long-term sleep deprivation makes it hard for me to think. Or spell.

Kathy Zucker, serial entrepreneur and mother of three, writes about juggling career and family in an urban setting. See what Kathy is up to at her blog, on Twitter and Facebook.


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