If you were a fly on our wall you would see the hilarious, heartfelt, insane, moments that make up our life. Here are just a few….
Four-year-old, using the bathroom: “PRIVACY! I need PRIVACY!!” One minute later, “Still going!” Another minute later, “Anyone? Can someone tell me why I am naked? Anyone? WHY AM I NAKED?!?!” One final minute later, “Daddy!? Can you come tell me a story while I sit here [on the potty] and brush my hair?”
I love pearls. Apparently this love has been passed down to my four-year-old. We were sitting on the couch and she complimented me on my earrings. I thanked her and asked her where her (faux) pearl necklace and bracelet was. She thought for a moment then turned to my husband and said:
“Daddy, will you go into my room and get my pearls for me? I can’t do it because my feet are relaxing.”
As most of you know, we have a brand new baby. She is a month old and our life has simultaneously been turned upside down and makes more sense than it ever has before. Being a mom for the second time is an interesting experience. I find that I am more relaxed and confident about day to day tasks. I also find that life has a way of keeping me humble.
We had only been home for a short amount of time when I decided to check and change the baby’s diaper. I laid her on the couch and started changing her, not paying as much attention as I would have if she had been my first. I worked quickly, relying on muscle memory as I chatted with my husband. Mid-change I felt my hand become warm and wet. I looked down and our sweet new baby had peed all over me, my pants, her new diaper, and the couch.
I quickly got to work cleaning us up and replacing her diaper. Just as I got the new, dry diaper on her I heard the familiar sound of number two being deposited. I looked at my husband and we both just laughed. I got to work changing what ended up bring the third diaper in five minutes. I felt like such a newbie parent. I still laugh at my not-so-gentle reminder that none of us really know what we are doing. Ever.
I was not prepared for the big, big feelings my older daughter would have for her sister. We were warned of the jealousy that might arise and the acting out that might manifest. What we were not told about was the amount of love this little person would have for her sister.
“I knew my wish [for a sister] was going to come true. I knew because your belly was starting to grow because there was a tiny ant size baby in there. I knew. I wished and wished and wished and now she is here and I love her.”
To hear her trying her best to verbalize her adoration for her new sister is amazing. To see how the baby, at only a month old, already responds and reacts to the sound of her big sister’s voice is pure magic.
This post was part of the Fly On The Wall writing challenge. A group of bloggers all write and post on the same day, sharing snippets of their lives for you to read, as though you were a fly on our wall. Please do check out the other writers. They are an amazing group of bloggers.
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http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
http://thesadderbutwisergirl.com The Sadder But Wiser Girl
http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://www.crumpetsandbollocks.com Crumpets and Bollocks
http://www.risanye.com Risa Nye
http://www.gomamao.com Go Mamma O