When Your Baby Grows Up: Navigating the Transition to Motherhood with Multiples

The Moment Everything Changed

Becoming a mother is a journey filled with love, growth, and an ever-changing landscape of emotions. When my first baby was born, my world revolved around her. Every moment of my day was dedicated to her needs, her laughter, and her love. Then, in what felt like the blink of an eye, I found myself welcoming another tiny soul into our family. That's when I realized that navigating the transition to motherhood with multiples wasn't quite as easy as I thought it would be. My daughter had just turned two when her baby brother was born, and in an instant, she went from being my baby to being the "big sister."

The Weight of Expectations

I expected so much from her. I expected her to transition seamlessly, to understand her new role without hesitation. But I was so overwhelmed—transitioning from being a mom of one to a mom of multiples, meeting the endless needs of two little ones, battling postpartum hormones, managing a business, and navigating a marriage where my husband, though loving, couldn’t fully grasp what I was going through. In the midst of it all, I lost sight of my baby girl. I didn’t give her the grace she deserved. I regret assuming she just knew how to be the older sibling, that she could handle the shift as easily as I needed her to.

Seeing Her with New Eyes

Now, as my son approaches his second birthday, I look at my daughter—my almost four-year-old—and I see her with new eyes. She is still so little. Her feet and hands, which I find myself looking at regularly, are still tiny. She doesn’t have to be "big" all the time. She doesn't have to shoulder the responsibility of being the older sibling at every moment. I still have time to make it right, to remind her that she is, and always will be, my baby too.

To the Moms Transitioning to Motherhood with Multiples

To the moms out there who are navigating this transition, I see you. I know how hard it is. I know how often you cry—when no one is looking, in the shower, over the sink as you wash dishes. The mom guilt weighs heavy. You worry that you’ve pushed your oldest into growing up too fast. You wish you had more hands, more help, more time.

But let me tell you this: You are not alone. These feelings, this struggle, this guilt—it’s all part of the journey. And the best part? You still have time. Time to let your firstborn be little. Time to let them know that they are still just as much your baby as they were before. Time to soak in every moment before they truly grow up.

So hold them a little longer. Let them be little a little more. And remember, you are doing an amazing job.