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Feeling housebound the peach and I ventured for a short stroll around our street in the fine misty rain. Theo came too, tucked safely in a wrap. Peach was wearing her new favourite shoes. I’m surprised she can put them on, let alone run happily wearing them. She reminds me to treasure the little things as she stands delightedly crying ‘rain mama, RAIN!’
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Our little man is growing more and more alert. He looks around and examines everything. Peach is so proud of her brother and wants to hold him all the time. Theo doesn’t seem to mind her either. He seemed quite content in her arms, even though she kept patting him, kissing him and failing to support his little head.
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Apparently, being a big sister is very tiring. I am still amazed at how wonderful she’s taken to her new role as big sister. Still so gentle and sweet. Right before I had Theo I freaked out that we shouldn’t have planned them so close together. Now seeing how well she’s taken to him, I don’t think we could have planned it better. She’s old enough to know he’s a baby, know he needs breastfeeding and holding, yet young enough not to be too miffed that she’s no longer the baby. I’m missing her though, missing having her in my arms all day and I think she’s missing me too, she is still just a baby in so many ways.
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Theo and his Pa. Last night as I was trying to find some little outfits for Theo in amongst the boxes and boxes of tiny little Priya clothes I got a bit teary eyed. This is normal, I know, when all those lovely pregnancy hormones are fading away. I held these sweet little dresses and felt so overwhelmed at having a son. I won’t lie, I’ve felt very nervous about having a boy. I’ve worried about changing a nappy with a penis in it, worried if he’ll be a grub magnet and hide bugs in his pockets, worried if I’ll know how to relate with him, worried if I can raise him to be a kind man, worried if he’ll marry someone who calls me their terrible mother-in-law, worried if he’ll remember to call me when he leaves home, I’ve worried about having a boy. But then I saw my little man with my dad and I realised, boys can be kind and gentle and wonderful. It is my greatest hope for Theo that we can raise him to be a good man, a good man like his Pa. I look at my little boy and I am so excited to have a son, so excited about this new adventure in parenting and looking forward to getting to know what it’s like, raising a little man.
Sarah
I have finally synchromised my boys sleeps so i have about 2 hours everyday.. and what am i doing with those two hours? reading your blog! stop making me cry georgia! bah booo hooo hoo. This is exactly how i felt – but now i think “what am i going to do if i have a girl? how will i teach her all the important things its taken me SO long to learn.. what if we aren’t friends when she grows up etc etc. how will i make sure she knows how lovely and beautiful she is… and she doesn’t even exist yet! i have no doubts that Theo will grow to be a lovely man with the great role models he has – and trust me.. pocketfuls of worms are the LEAST of your worries ;)
45/365
I didn’t know how much love my heart held until I saw these two together. I am so in awe of my peach and the way she has accepted her little brother. She is so besotted with him (as are we). Her first moments meeting him were so precious. It had been her first day without us and she was very overtired from playing with her cousins, she was teary and not very pleasant. I didn’t want them to meet when she wasn’t happy but I couldn’t have anticipated how happy her baby brother would make her! As soon as she saw him she stopped crying and looked at him carefully saying ‘Baby!’ her face turning into an unsure smile. She crept closer and put her hand out wanting to touch him. We told her she could and she did, gently stroking his little velvet head and looking all the more amazed. She pointed out his tiny baby features ‘nose!’;, ‘eyes!’, ‘SOCKS!’ and continued exploring him. After a while we asked her if she wanted to hold him and she did. Except that she wanted to hold him all by herself – not with mama supporting his head. We said he was hungry so she offered her bottle to him. I told her Theo doesn’t have bottles, he has boobah, so she quickly started pulling up her shirt to offer him hers. Last night she didn’t want to sleep because, much to her dismay, Theo wouldn’t be sleeping next to her. She kept pounding her pillow and yelling ‘BABY! MINE!’ Today she lay on the bed with him, kissing him, cuddling him and holding his hand. I am so happy for my Theo that he has my peach for a big sister and friend.
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My men.
How delightful that is to say. My little boy with my big boy enjoying what I am sure will be the first of many afternoon siestas together. Only 24 hours old and already so much like his dada.
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Today was a special day. Peach and I woke up early because the bump was going to become a baby! I had been having contractions since yesterday evening and they were now very close together. I busied myself doing some last minute things between contractions (ironing, juicing apples, folding washing) and Peach busied herself being the grown up girl she is. I wondered what was taking her so long in the wardrobe until she came out proud as punch at having put her dress on all by herself. Granted, it was inside out and layered over another of her dresses, but it was a pretty good effort. How my heart aches knowing she isn’t our baby any more and how it soars watching the little girl she’s becoming.
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Today our lives changed.
Today you were born.
Our little boy. 10lbs 7oz, born into water.
Birth Story coming here soon.
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