Personally I found 1-2 much harder than 0-1. My first was a very ‘good’ baby, slept well, always cheerful etc albeit incredibly high energy and I seemed to just slot into the motherhood role really easily, it’s what I feel I’m made to do, whereas with my second, I found it hard to be exactly the mother I wanted to be to both. I have very high standards for myself and my parenting, too high perhaps (and I’m sure a therapist would have a lovely time delving into my shitty childhood for all the reasons why that is!) and it was hard to accept I couldn’t be everything to both of them all the time. It doesn’t really help that I do almost all my parenting solo. DH is wonderful and a great dad when he’s here but alas, not often here!
Plus my second was THE WORST sleeper, awake 4, 5+ times every single night for the first year, when suddenly a switch flipped, she slept through and has been good as gold since, but yea, parenting her and my then 3.5 year old on fuck all sleep was hard for sure.
With all that being said, I’ve never once even fleetingly thought a second was a bad idea. They adore each other, and I’m a sickeningly proud mother. They’re good kids, and it’s lovely watching them together and having double the fun and laughs with them.
The age gap worked well too I think, 3.5 years. Eldest understood it all better and was somewhat more independent, had long since been potty trained etc so that definitely made my life easier, for sure.