Then follows the second week, when the toddler suddenly realizes that the baby is ... staying. In this week, everyone is crying, everyone has a rash, everything we own is wet and smelly, and if I had the mental wherewithal, I would be able to form a complete thought such as, “Another baby? What were we thinking?”
This stage lasts for about five weeks, actually.
But then the 6-week marks comes. At six weeks, no one can remember life before baby. She smiles, she’s trying to figure out how to laugh, her belly button is no longer scary, and she clearly likes us. The older kids can hold her while I shower, and the younger ones have figured out how to sit next to the baby without sitting on the baby, so we can all read Katy No-Pockets together for the 923rd time.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
The Case for Siblings
A hilarious and heartwarming post from mother-of-eight Simcha Fisher. An excerpt: