We welcomed a new baby into the family this past Friday.
I was nervous to go meet him, sure he would make my uterous ache for more. And while he was quite adorable, the thing I noticed MOST when I walked into that room, were his older brother and sister. The sister, the oldest, seemed to put on a good show, but you could see perhaps having another around wasnt her favorite idea. The brother (who is Izze's age) seemed to be oblivious to the fact that there was anyone new. But the moment he couldnt see his mother, he was sobbing, because he knew SOMETHING was different. Being the smart girl that I am while I made sure to tell the mother how beautiful the new baby boy was, my main concern was over big sister. I did my best to ask about her day and pay her plenty of attention (and gifts of course).
I left the room with everything BUT the need to have another right now. The idea of Izze having to share us, broke my heart. I'm lucky, she's voiceterous and if she was feeling left behind as the big brother was, she wouldnt just cry, she'd tell us, so that would help, but still the thought is breaking my heart. So for a while, Kevin is back to sleeping in the other room....
I surely wouldnt want to risk rolling in anything!
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