[Disclaimer: No baby was harmed in the inspiration for this post]I worried the most about you and how you would handle the introduction of a new baby into our home, our lives, our hearts. I hoped that you would be okay, or atleast eventually you would be okay. I often consider/ed a savings fund for counseling when you are older. I thought about how I might handle a crying you while trying to feed your baby sister.
We often talked about her, where she was and that one day but not today mummy and papa would go to the hospital and mummy would work very hard to get her out.
You knew she was a girl like you, that she had a cord that fed her, that she slept in my tummy and that she kicked. You often felt her kicking you and sometimes saw her moving. You knew her name and even blurted it out a few times innocently to people who were not yet meant to know.
Amazingly I was still able to carry you around at 40weeks pregnant with ease, cuddles were somewhat interesting and I certainly had to stop your bony limbs from digging into me.
When bubba was born I could hardly wait to see you & your brothers again. I had been away from you for 16 hours when you came in to meet the baby. Aunty Katie had been looking after you and Pop picked you all up to come see us. I was most pleased to see your beautiful face again. Eager to see how you would react, what you would say or what you would think.
Very lovingly you held your new baby sister and checked her out.
At home now 5 weeks on you are like a little mummy. You have kicked me out the way to change bubba's nappies, dress her, do her buttons up, pick out her outfits, even told me you wanted to feed her. You are always wanting to hold Avigail - mostly I have to say no as I am feeding her.
At any given time of the day I can ask you to get Avigail a nappy or some clothes/PJs and you'll race off to the school room to search for clothing. You usually pick something with "lines" (stripes) or flowers. Sometimes you just go pick them but we arn't changing bubba soon. Other times I catch you playing with her clothes, piling them up, checking them out, making pillows out of them, or trying to dress your much smaller baby. Because of this I instigated the 'buddy system' and she's your buddy. So you have to look after her, help her get things done, etc.
A few times already I have (stupidly) left bubba in a safe spot on the couch while ducking out of the room thinking she'll be fine to return with her being bounced on your lap. One time whilst blogging I turned around to see you walking towards me with Avigail in your arms. You'd unzipped her bassinet and somehow managed to reach up and pull her out. The WORST time was when I left bubba on the bed and came back to see you sitting on the bed holding her. I had a panic and you DROPPED her (okay so you let her go and her body rolled on the bed) but then you tried to scramble away from me and almost KICKED her and STOOD on her head :( I learnt very very very quickly that I need to keep my cool AT ALL TIMES... AND DO NOT LEAVE BUBBA alone...
You are in full adoration of your baby sister, it is evident to see. Avigail is certainly a very loved little baby. And I had nothing to be concerned about. I am very grateful for my TWO princess's, very very very blessed...
Love Mum xx
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