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February 25, 2008



Mmm, funny how intuitive they are. I will never forget the moment I saw Briar and Avery interacting, really interacting, and I realized that she would never be alone. It has been dicey at times, but the gift of a sibling is truly precious. Good luck!


i truly can't imagine - although i am sure one day i will be reaching out for your words of wisdom...

sending you extra oxygen and hugs!


The first six months is rough because you feel like you lose touch with your first-born. But it comes back, a balanced and beautiful relationship.

The Berenstain Bears have a lovely book about expecting a sibling.


I imagine the resistance to sharing you will last for some time, but it will be eaten at by a growing love for the new baby. Especially when he figures out that a younger sibling is often a big brother's biggest fan.


I remember having all the same thoughts when I was pregnant with my 2nd (and my first grew incredibly clingy toward the end too). The first few weeks were very hard, I will admit, but they adjust. They learn to roll with it and in all honesty that's a good thing. It's important to learn to wait and take turns.

Now when I see my girls together, I cannot imagine having only one. Aside from me and my husband, they love each other more than I ever imagined. They play together, laugh together and have made our family even stronger. You'll see - it will all be just fine.


the honesty of this really struck me.


Oh, oh, oh. This was lovely and hard and true.

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