This boy. When he was born, I was head over heels. We had four years together before Amelia came along. So much changed when she came. If you are a parent to multiples, you are familiar with what I am talking about. With such a span of time between my children, there were so many benefits. Now, that Jairus is getting bigger, I am seeing some tension. His little heart misses me oohing and ahhing over him, and instead directing the verbal doting on his sister. He doesn't understand this is just because of her age, and when Jairus was that little, I was all over his intense cuteness.
I am making myself embrace and even cheer on his awkward smiles, and snaggly teeth. His chubby hands are gone, and his baby teeth smile is falling out before my eyes. I must embrace this, before I know it, this phase will be gone forever, and I will wish I leaned into it more. So, leaning, I am. I must find a special way for me to connect with just him. Take up a new mommy/son hobby... Any ideas?
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