Fulton Four
Sullivan Wylde Fulton was born on May 10, 2023.
She wasn’t the gigantic baby the doctors were anticipating. Nope, Sulli was a petite seven-pounder with a fair amount of dark hair and the daintiest little features you ever did see. The first thing I said when they put her on my chest was, “Where did this kid come from? She looks nothing like us.”
Yes, meeting your child do be like that sometimes.
Isn’t that wild?
Isn’t it crazy that you can spend 10 whole months growing an entire human being and just not recognize the baby pulled straight outta your own birthing canal?
It took me a few days (okay, so probably a solid week or two) to get used to her.
Don’t take that the wrong way. I thought she was a beautiful baby… I just had no fucking clue whose baby she was.
Saying that aloud sounds terrible.
I loved (love) her. I was incredibly excited to meet her. She was (is) perfect in every way, it just took a bit for me to place her, ya know.
Turns out, Sullivan favors her brother a lot. They have the same little button nose and almond-shaped eyes. She has my big bottom lip and her Daddy’s mischievous smirk. Sulli mean-mugged us for the first five-ish weeks we had her, so she gets that honest for sure. The girl loves to sleep and always wants to eat, like, five minutes ago.
All in all, she’s probably definitely our kid.
Lachlan has gradually settled into his role as Big Bubba. Sulli was one day shy of a month old when Lach asked to hold her for the first time. After cheesing for a picture or two he held up his hands and said, “Hab it. Mommy, hab it!” He steals her paci on the reg, shushes her when she cries, and is super shocked when she passes gas. Most importantly, Lach has only physically assaulted his sister once thus far.
We’re proud parents.
Everything they say about having your second baby is true.
Sure, you’re more relaxed and confident, but you’re more appreciative too. You are hyperaware of how fleeting time is, how soon they grow out of things, how quickly they learn new tricks, and how fast they change. You appreciate the contact naps and the night feedings so much more the second go-round. Every day is oddly familiar though celebrated in a way you never could have celebrated the first time. You enjoy that newborn stage more than you ever could have known how to enjoy it with the baby that made you a Momma.
This new baby is just so much easier.
But…
Because there is always a but…
Having your second child instantly ages your first.
That first baby’s hand suddenly fits more snugly in the palm of yours. They are taller and smarter and stronger. They say more words and have bigger feelings.
That first baby seems huge because your second baby made them a kid.
For my Mommas out there wondering what the transition from one to two is like… it’s kinda the best sort’ve heartbreak you could ever experience.
A truly bittersweet adjustment.
10/10 recommend.
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