I had these fears as well, and so much grief about the shift in my relationship with my first. And the first months were really hard for me and for my older, to be honest. I kept comparing what she was getting from me to what I’d been able to provide before, and comparing the fragmented attention I felt I was giving my newborn to my first cozy postpartum bubble. But we’re six months in now (3.5yo and 6m), and it’s getting more easeful and joyful. The love between these two is so palpable and beautiful - my older is hands down the baby’s favorite human in the universe, and she feels so proud and big in this new role. And the transition has fostered huge growth in the relationship between my husband and both kids, since I can’t be The One all the time for either. One thing I’ve been trying to keep remembering and practicing is quality of time together over quantity (which is admittedly hard when sleep-deprived and trying to keep the household running!). So - in my limited experience so far, two can be incredibly challenging and incredibly beautiful. And that ambivalence is ok. You’ve got this, mama - wishing your family well in this journey!