We have been trying to prepare Liam for the arrival of Luka to the best of our ability, and I am now stepping this up a gear as I really think his little world is about to change in ways that he simply cannot understand.
So typical examples would be me telling Liam that this is the pram and he will absolutely have to help me as there is just no way that I will be able to push Luka around all the time, or look Liam, here is a bottle, Luka will be so small that you will have to help me give her milk in bottles, bath her etc, you catch my drift.
For the most part he seems really excited, but every now and then some insecurities do creep in and he tells me Luka must come out of my tummy now, Liam wants to get back in (no ways kid, it was rough enough when you came out of there weighing 3 kilograms).
So this morning I take out one of Liam's photo albums and show him pictures of him starting off with his scan pics, 4D scan and an array of newborn pics. He loved it, you could see he is now starting to comprehend the fact that he too was a little baby, he had the privilege of sleeping in the cot first, the babygym, was his, etc.
I think we all just need a little affirmation from time to time, we just need to know that we will still matter and be important to the people we love, regardless of who comes next. We need to know that our parents will love us just the same and that we also had all the same things as those coming now.
On a side note, I did freak out a bit when I saw just how little Liam was, good grief, how in the world did we not break this little person...so as I am getting excited about Luka's arrival, I am also getting a tad scared, how will we remember all the things so painstakingly learnt...
So typical examples would be me telling Liam that this is the pram and he will absolutely have to help me as there is just no way that I will be able to push Luka around all the time, or look Liam, here is a bottle, Luka will be so small that you will have to help me give her milk in bottles, bath her etc, you catch my drift.
For the most part he seems really excited, but every now and then some insecurities do creep in and he tells me Luka must come out of my tummy now, Liam wants to get back in (no ways kid, it was rough enough when you came out of there weighing 3 kilograms).
So this morning I take out one of Liam's photo albums and show him pictures of him starting off with his scan pics, 4D scan and an array of newborn pics. He loved it, you could see he is now starting to comprehend the fact that he too was a little baby, he had the privilege of sleeping in the cot first, the babygym, was his, etc.
I think we all just need a little affirmation from time to time, we just need to know that we will still matter and be important to the people we love, regardless of who comes next. We need to know that our parents will love us just the same and that we also had all the same things as those coming now.
On a side note, I did freak out a bit when I saw just how little Liam was, good grief, how in the world did we not break this little person...so as I am getting excited about Luka's arrival, I am also getting a tad scared, how will we remember all the things so painstakingly learnt...
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