Dear Mama, Your Love Doesn’t Divide, It Multiplies

You couldn’t wait for your firstborn to have a sibling.

You had visions of the two of them sharing the Peppa Pig tent that’s swallowed half the real estate in your formerly formal living room.

You’d pictured them building teetering LEGO towers together.

You’d even planned on how you’d settle those inevitable sibling spats.

But what you hadn’t predicted was the overwhelming guilt.

Of course, there’d always been those moments of I-should’ve-done-better with one child as well. But this is on a whole new level.

There’s this niggling feeling eating you up inside: I’m not giving either child the attention he needs.

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