Monday, March 18, 2013
Thaddeus as a big brother.
And honestly, the answer is GREAT! He is a wonderful big brother. He loves on her, gives her hugs and kisses all the time, will alert me when she's crying and hungry (because you know, lol, I didn't notice). He really has adjusted to the "big brother" label well.
HOWEVER, (you knew it was coming, right?)...there were a few rough days at about two weeks out that it was like reality hit him and he realized this little person was here to stay. That day (and two that followed) were rough. Not as a "big brother" since he was still super sweet to Livi, but for him...he just really wanted our attention, all day, 100% and was very upset when it didn't happen. There were some tears, some yelling, and lots of love given (from kid and parents). Since then, he's readjusted a bit. That's not to say he doesn't have his moments, but really? I'm very, very proud of him and how he's handled the transition.
The biggest thing that's hurting him (and me) is the fact that I can't pick him up yet. I asked at my two week post-op appt. and my NP said she didn't want me lifting anything heavier that 25 lbs. max..and that was pushing it. Thaddeus weighs 34 lbs. So after a year of nothing but love from mom while E was gone (even while uber pregnant , he is feeling lost...and so am I a bit). I finally explained to him that I had an "owie" on my tummy and that I couldn't pick him up. It involved showing him my scar and letting him see it whenever he asked....which now happens at least once a day. ;)
So now...we battle naptime. The newest boycotted item in our house. OY.