"I love baby AB2. I love her head and her nosey and her eyes."
When we first found out we were going to be parents to TWO, my thoughts shifted to how AB was going to take it. Three years old at the beginning of my pregnancy, AB was used to, let's say, a certain amount of attention. She was planned to be the only grandchild on my husband's side of the family. And being the closest grandchild location wise to my family, she has been showered with attention and gifts and admittedly, we spoil her. Well, we try to be responsible about our spoiling but I don't really know what the scale for that sort of rating is.
I knew immediately that things were going to change for her. Opportunities different, Life different. I mean, the second kiddo certainly isn't going to pay for herself.
Luckily, AB was excited. She wanted a baby sister and she wanted to be a big sister. Nine months later, she got her wish.
We got her a "baby" - a baby doll she named Molly... but AB wants the real deal. She insists on feeding and holding the baby at every opportunity she gets. And she is a professional paci-giver. At the first sound of any discontent, AB is up and by AB2's side, seeing what is wrong.
A little assist from her stool acts as the perfect chair to rock AB2 in her rock 'n play.
And AB knows how important reading is! She wants to make sure AB2 gets as much exposure to all sorts of books as possible, especially superhero stories. And princess stories.
Adding a new family member has been quite the shake up for the anonymous household, in a good way! Even when it feels crazy and we grapple with sleep-deprived nights, AB reminds us how exciting and wonderful it is to have this new addition in our lives.