Ugh. It just happened again. I've come across another article on being an older mom, in which I think that maybe, just maybe this once, someone will talk about having children throughout their 20s and 30s (or 40s). But instead, it is always a versus scenario--being a 20 something parent versus the career driven mom who waited until she was 40 to start a family. Apparently nobody just keeps having kids like I have. Oh, I know there are those who have. Like the Duggers. But...come on.
I'm struggling a bit with how to manage this, and it is hard to find someone else who relates. All the pregnancy and baby magazines are geared at first timers, with the occasional article thrown in about welcoming a second child. No resources on how a new baby affects my teenager...or how I manage to face the diapers and nursing and nap times and night waking (again) and still face puberty and homework and dating and driving in the daylight hours.
I do look forward to the return of the power of a pot of coffee.
Of course, we'll figure it out. But I'm definitely a little stuck between the direction my life was going before and starting all over again. I am very blessed, but it isn't always black and white, good or bad, sometimes even blessings present struggles and shades of gray...and sometimes we just need to find a cozy place to figure it all out.