I had my first period of time alone with both kids last night. Cindy went out with her friend to dinner and I was at home watching a toddler and a newborn. Things went relatively smooth with very little fussing, just one time out and no major disasters. It was only 2 to 3 hours, but we managed to fit in a trip to the park, two bottles, some pizza and rereading the same page in a book ('a tisket, a tasket') at least 10 times.
It made me think back to my first alone time with Lily. It was just one newborn, but it was a hellish. She basically screamed at me from the moment she realized mom was not there to the time mom got back. Things sure have changed. I'm more experienced with babies, more patient with kids in general and know some tricks to calm everything down. It also helps to have the most docile and mellow newborn - Nate. Not to mention, I'm now Lily's favorite person. When I watched Lily as an infant she grouped everyone other than Cindy, including me, as 'not mom'.
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