As we approach D-Day (you know
delivery day), we've been talking to Abby about being a big sister. She's going to be awesome. She already knows that she's going to help with changing him, feeding him, holding him, kissing him, giving him raspberries, reading to him, sharing
his toys, and of course loving him and welcoming him into our family.
She's ecstatic! Abby has learned a lot about being a big sister already by taking care of a few of the babies at her day care. We talk about her BBF (Mari) having a little sister (Lily) and how they have to share, etc. She's already shown so much interest and love in her little brother it's overwhelming. I hope it continues and they become best of friends and never fight, ever. Ever.
In fact, as we all reflect on our little family, we've all had moments of overwhelming love. Just this past weekend, Abby was having a tough Sunday. She was a bit (okay, a lot) constipated and just couldn't get out of her own way. I woke up cranky and had little patience for much of anything. And Tim, well, Tim was just being his awesome, laid back self (good thing there's more testosterone joining the family).
Abby had spilled her cup of water all over the coffee table after I had asked her to not take off the cover of her cup. I certainly didn't yell, but asked her to get a towel to help pick it up. She obliged, but still knew she did something wrong.
Later, Abby became very upset and scared of the narrator from Polar Express - a CD we thought she'd like played for her bed time reading. In both cases, she sweetly apologized, even though no apology was needed. It made both of us melt into a puddle and realize how incredibly amazing this big sister will be and how lucky we truly are.
I'm a bit sad that we'll have to "share" our time with her, and will look forward to mother/daughter time when we can snag it. Don't get me wrong, I'm truly excited to meet this little guy, but Abby is a true gem. She's going to be an AWESOME big sister.