Posted on | February 27, 2013 | 5 Comments
I used to think having a newborn and a twenty-month-old was really hard. And in some ways, it was, I guess. But in others, it was a breeze. I could feed the tiniest on demand, carry him everywhere with ease, and the biggest didn’t have the temper tantrum and craziness that comes with an older toddler. Yes, there were sleepness nights and a couple bouts with mastitis that made me want to die..then, there was that move with a three-month-old and a two-year-old. So yeah, I guess there are hardships with every age.
But these ages? These ages are kind of my favorite. And also? Kind of the hardest so far.
Sully is three years, three months.
Arlo is one year, seven months.
They are best friends. And also, they are worst enemies. They spend the entire day fighting and then playing and then knocking each other down and then defending each other from playground bullies. It’s exhausting. It’s hilarious. It’s amazing. When I held Arlo as a brand new babe, and Sully looked at him and said, “That’s my Beebab,” I imagined these days. I imagined the two of them driving around in toy jeeps and splashing in the tub. I imagined them holding hands, and yes, I even imagined the fights. They wear me out, but they remind me every day as to why I was so intent on giving my children siblings. The bond between them is beautiful and unbreakable.
When they wake in the morning, the first person they ask for is the other. When it’s time for bed, the last person they want to kiss is the other. When Arlo cries, Sully is worried and asks me what is wrong. Or, he tells me exactly what is wrong and how to fix it. When Sully cries, Arlo brings him Monkey Man and a paci, and then puts his head towards Sully’s head in an attempt at an awkward hug.
Even though, at the end of the day, there is nothing I am more ready for than baby bed time, I am thoroughly enjoying watching their little friendship bloom. I know there will be ups and downs, but I feel damn lucky that I get the chance to witness all of this first hand and to be the mama that helps cultivate their relationship.