There were days when I thought it was going to work, and days when I wasn’t sure how she was going to react to a brother. We prepared her as best as possible, read her books about being a bit sister, and explained what would happen at the hospital (She uses a digging motion with her arm to explain that a baby is scooped out – she came up with that on her own and I didn’t feel the need to correct her. Ironically, her c-section pretty much went like that.).
No matter how much preparing you do, you still have anxiety and questions. Will she be a good big sister? Will she resent, or even worse, hurt him? Mini has a sweet personality, but she also has a temper when something doesn’t go her way (Daddy’s genes….).
But alas, my fears have been (for the most part) unfounded. We have our moments of jealousy, and I have perfected the action of nursing one while giving piggybacks to the other, and she usually manages to fall down and “hurt” herself just when I start changing a diaper– but every morning she runs to him, says Hello, and asks “Good sleep brother?” then gives him a kiss.
I know it won’t always be this way, and there will be a day when I have to force them to be in the same room with each other, but until then, I’ll soak up these photos.