Love

We heard a million times that when we had a second child, our oldest would be really jealous and start to act out.  I worried about this.  Not so much the acting out, but his feelings.

To know him is to know that he is very sensitive at 2.  He always has been.  When other kids/babies cry, he gets upset.  Our 2 day a week sitter we use (when I'm not on maternity leave) has a 1 year old she also watches who has extreme stranger anxiety.  When I come to get my little one, he is so terrified he's in tears..even though he knows me!   But when he cries, Dex cries.  

So yes, I was worried about how my sensitive little guy would handle suddenly having to give more than 50% of his Mommy's time to his sister.  He's been great.  He loves her.  He loves her dearly.  He will gently rub her head if he's near her.  He will say softly, "it's okay" if she's crying.

Today I'm grateful for the love my son has for his sister.

Quiet time

It's hard to choose the first blessing.  There are so many.  But the one that stuck out in my mind today was having time to read with my 2 year old.


Since the birth of my daughter, quiet time with my son has been harder.  He has been wonderful.  He loves his sister more than I thought possible.  He never complains about one on one time being scarce.  This morning, as my daughter napped, he and I sprawled out on the floor in the playroom and read books.  We read one book after another.  As soon as one was finished, he'd get another.

This was a perfect Friday morning.  I am so thankful for the small amounts of quiet time we have together.  It makes him see that he still holds  a very special place with us, and that we have grown as a family.

Beginnings

I have learned a lot about myself in the past 2 years.  We have been blessed with two wonderful children.  It took us well over a year to have our daughter.  I found myself in a very low point in my life during that time.  I started seeking for any type of peace I could find to help me.  What I found was cynicism, sarcasm, rudeness all over the Internet.

Don't get me wrong.  I like to laugh as much as the next person.  I like to be a little sarcastic when telling a story.  i judge people too.  When our daughter was finally born, after a long journey, I sat and looked at my two children.  I decided, I wanted to do my part to give them a world of love, instead of a world of hate.  I still read the blog that led me to this point in my life.  I pray for that person.  That she can somehow find whatever it is that will make her happy and not so full of anger and hate.

My goal for myself is to focus on the blessings in life.  Not the bad.  If I can find a small blessing each day (even if I don't share it) it's a lesson I can impress upon my children.  To try and make the world better.