As a mother, I feel guilty that I will never be able to give you my undivided time and attention, as I gave to your elder brother.
I feel guilty that I cannot hug and kiss you without someone else wanting the same from me.
I feel guilty that I do not connect with you and talk to you, as much as i do with your elder brother (even though I know there will be time for that in the future).
I feel guilty that most of your toys, clothes and possessions are hand-me-downs.
I feel guilty that since you dont talk yet and are easily distracted, I have to make you give up your preferences, for the sake of your elder brother’s tantrums.