Oh Brother, or not…

by LCW on March 26, 2010

in Guest Blog

We’re almost rid of the nasty nasty virus that moved into our house AND WOULDN’T LEAVE!  And thanks to Tiffany from Feels Like Home she is helping me out with a guest blog.  Admittedly, she was stumped on what to write about, and I threw out some ideas for her to see if they sparked her interest; and to my delight she is sharing with you how her sweet baby big boy took the news of her soon to be baby girl.

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Hi! I’m Tiffany from over at Feels Like Home and when LCW suggested she might be willing to have me guest blog, I was totally psyched. (No really, I peed a little.)

Over on my blog, I feature my two little ones, okay…well, one is not-so-little, but please don’t tell him that. I am holding on tightly to the few short years of “coolness”  I have with him.

Bubs is 7-years-old and Bubbette is 7-months-old. (No, those are NOT their names.) Go, go look….their too cute, if I do say so myself.

The transition from one child to two was quite a different experience for us. (Besides the fact that Bubs decided to be in a wheelchair for the first 12 weeks of Bubbette’s life. You can read about that here - www.feels-like-home-blog.com/2010/03/post-traumais-traumatic.html). You see, the age difference really changes things. I read all these 2 under 2 and 3 under 3 blogs and think, gosh, we’ve got it easy. But, there was a moment in time when we wondered, just how receptive would Bubs be to another child? I mean, really, he’s been the center of our world for quite a while now and as nice as this whole sibling things sounds to him, does he really understand what he’s getting himself into? Really? (I should point out that I am an only child, so I really had no idea what I was getting into, let alone my Bubs.)

Bubs has always been the exception when it comes to talking about a sibling. I have friends who have children who claim they don’t want siblings…cry when they bring #2 home, pout for weeks on end when mommy tells them a baby is in her tummy…not my Bubs.

He first started asking me for a BROTHER about the time he SPOKE HIS FIRST WORD.This child has always wanted a BROTHER. He would make up these imaginary, creative worlds where he and his BROTHER would play and fight and battle the enemy. He would tell his preschool teachers that I was having a BOY - several years before I even met my husband.

So, you can imagine my excitement when it was finally time to tell him about the baby in my belly. And, you can imagine his,, as he told everyone he ran into that he was going to have a BROTHERHave you picked up on our little issue yet?

So, when the big reveal day rolled around, we were more than ecstatic to bring Bubs along. I couldn’t wait to see his face when he first saw his little sibling. I believe I watched him more than the ultrasound screen when the big reveal moment finally arrived. So, as we all settled in to the little room (myself, my mom, Mr. B and Bubs) there was so much excitement and anticipation in the air. See, Mr. B had jumped on this BROTHER bandwagon long ago. Which only built up the anticipation on the big day.

And, as the tech proceeded to examine my innards…she quietly said, “Do you want to know? Cause I know…for sure.” And, in an instant, Bubs said he wanted me to tell him – not the nurse. So, being ever-so-patient, she began to type G.I.R.L. on the screen. And, you can imagine my delight, knowing I was about to have a daughter. And, my perfect world was about to be that much more perfect. (You see, I was secretly praying for a girl all along.)

::my husband was still over in the corner scratching his head wondering what G.I.R.L. stood for:: I could hear him saying softly…great…right…left…interior…over and over again.

::my mom was SQUEEING in the background to herself:: (She was on Team Vag too)

So, in an effort not to leap off the table…I looked down at my son and smiled. He said, ”mommy, do you know?” and I said ”Yes, dear, I know. It’s a girl.”

::silence::

ME: “Dear…did you hear mommy? You’re going to be a big brother…to a sister.”

SON: “OOOOH NOOOOO! A GIRL?!” ::yelling::

::silence::

::pouting::

And, as the tech wrapped up, smiling and quietly giggling to herself, my mom skipped down the hall and my husband came to…I began to see a smile in the corner of Bub’s eye. Just ever-so-faint, but it was there. Even if he denied it the entire ride to school.

And, as the day progressed he started to smile more. And, wouldn’t you know it? Before the day was over, he was rattling off about a million things he planned to do with his ‘lil sis. Mainly, protecting her with all of his superhuman powers and strengths…because what little sister doesn’t need protecting right?

And now, as I watch him tenderly kiss and hug and play with her, I know none of us can imagine it any other way. He’s my greatest helper, my best errand runner, Bubbette’s personal entertainment, my pacifier “putter-inner” in the car, my second set of hands in the back seat, my bib-grabber and my door closer…And, we can only imagine how amazing Bubs is going to be at protecting her…and how great Bubbette will be at needing protection. Because that’s what big brothers are for.

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spacer Krista March 26, 2010 at 10:00 am

Aww… I don't know why, but for some reason that ending made me tear up. I think every girl should have someone looking out for her. It must be great to have a child old enough to help when the next one comes along.

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spacer Shannon March 27, 2010 at 8:57 am

Great post! Follower of Feels like Home and now subscribe to your blog as well. Found you through ThetaMom, your "impromptu poop" hooked me! Hahaha!

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