Always knew I wanted at least 2. Started trying for second when eldest was only 9 months. Bit crazy really. But at that age she was a dream baby so it seemed like a good idea.
Took a while and fell pregnant just when she was starting to walk! Exhausting.
22 month age gap, both girls. Now aged 5 and 3 (and they have a 9 month old brother).
No regrets! They are best friends, constant play mates, even when they fight I see it as building important conflict skills!!
It was pretty intense at the beginning, I do remember feeling quite flustered a lot of the time. I was determined they would be friends so poured lots of energy into eldest, making sure she didn’t resent her baby sister. Baby got neglected a bit. Now she’s a VERY outspoken 3 year old so she’s making up for lost time.
Also my husband is incredible. Really really hands on, does loads of the night stuff, so much energy for playing with them both, always does bedtime etc etc. I think if he was less great, I would have really struggled.
Sleep is an ongoing challenge. They totally used to tag team us. Having a second pushed me into coffee addiction. We were so smug about our first sleeping in, second born is an early riser and wakes the whole house. Aaaargh.
One of the things I like about having 2 though is that it keeps you humble. Our first was basically a model baby. After a couple of months of absolute hell, she slept pretty well, smiled at everyone, happy to be passed around, once weaned ate everything and feeding her was a joy. We were THOSE parents. Thought she ate well because we love food and she was picking up on our vibes. Happy to be passed around - because we were so relaxed about it. HA!!!
Had our second - that showed us. She was incredibly clingy, terrible sleeper, refused to be put in a high chair and only ate beetroot and yoghurt for the first year of her life.
It’s reassuring to know that not everything is down to how great/rubbish your parenting is.