This is a picture of the boys first meeting. Today Ethan is two weeks old and I’m still waiting for Ev to take to him. As of now, he pretty much pretends he doesn’t exist. At Christmas my girlfriend bought us the Big Brother book and we’ve read it so many times. I can recite it word-for-word. And Ev loved it. So maybe I was being overly positive when I thought it would be smooth sailing for them to adjust (but what part of motherhood is smooth?) You’d think I’d learn by now.
For being just over two years old, Ev’s still pretty babyish and just started saying a few words when my mom was visiting. I think getting tubes really helped too but it’s still hit and miss with speech. Anyways, I had this idea that Ev would take to the baby almost right away and want to help. Here we are two weeks in and Ev wants almost nothing to do with Ethan. He pretends he’s not there and until yesterday he wouldn’t come up to me when I’m hold the baby (other than this one picture from this post). He’s more emotional and cries when I leave the room if he can’t come with me. Thankfully he’s been spending a lot of time with his dad and getting extra attention.
I’ve been turning to all my girl friends for advice on how long it took their olders to like the youngers. The majority have said it took months. And with that the wind left my sails.
Like everything else so far with motherhood, nothing is what it seems. I’m learning to be more flexible and adjust. And when in doubt ask other moms. I came across this quote that inspired me by Dolly Parton (which is appropriate because I seem to resemble her these nursing days).
We cannot direct the wind, but we can adjust the sails. ~ Dolly Parton
Ev throwing out all his brother’s diapers.