Dear Teeny,
I'm afraid I haven't been nearly as diligent in writing to you as I was for your big brother. Being a mother for the second time is very different from the first time. The first time, I had only your brother growing inside me to focus on, but this time around, I'm so busy keeping him fed and loved and cared for, half the time I forget you even exist yet, until you make me want to puke, or so tired I can barely stand up, or completely unable to button my pants.
Today made you really real to me, and, I think, to your daddy too. There is something very special about seeing you for the first time, watching your little arms and legs wiggle and the flicker of your heartbeat (151 bpm, for the record). The thing that made it most beautiful, though, was your brother's reaction to you. He's still too little to really understand what's going on, but when he saw you on the ultrasound monitor, he pointed and said "Baby sissy?" Not that I'm assuming that you're a girl (at this point, you're basically a blueberry with arms, legs, and potential), but it's the thought that counts. We all love you, Teeny. You are barely a flicker on a monitor, but you are so loved by so many people, and will always be.
Dear Sprout,
It's been nearly 6 months since I wrote to you last. Shame on mommy, right? I didn't write when you finally learned to walk. I didn't write when you started stringing together short sentences (pretty, pretty mumma is my favorite). I didn't even write to you when we found out that you were going to be a big brother. But today I'm writing, because what you did today touched my heart. We went to see your baby brother or sister for the first time today, and almost as if you know your time as mommy's only baby is dwindling, you refused to let me put you down, even during my ultrasound. Because of this, you were right even with my head when we all saw Teeny for the first time. I'm not sure what kind of response I was expecting from you, but I definitely wasn't expecting you to point at the screen and say "Baby sissy?", or, when I smiled and said, "Yeah, that's your baby sissy or bubby", for you to smile and giggle, and then lean down to give me a big happy kiss.
You'll never remember a time before Teeny was a part of our lives, but I want you to know, I'm cherishing every minute we have left of "just us". You'll always be my first baby, and I hope you know I think you're going to be a great big brother.
I'm afraid I haven't been nearly as diligent in writing to you as I was for your big brother. Being a mother for the second time is very different from the first time. The first time, I had only your brother growing inside me to focus on, but this time around, I'm so busy keeping him fed and loved and cared for, half the time I forget you even exist yet, until you make me want to puke, or so tired I can barely stand up, or completely unable to button my pants.
Today made you really real to me, and, I think, to your daddy too. There is something very special about seeing you for the first time, watching your little arms and legs wiggle and the flicker of your heartbeat (151 bpm, for the record). The thing that made it most beautiful, though, was your brother's reaction to you. He's still too little to really understand what's going on, but when he saw you on the ultrasound monitor, he pointed and said "Baby sissy?" Not that I'm assuming that you're a girl (at this point, you're basically a blueberry with arms, legs, and potential), but it's the thought that counts. We all love you, Teeny. You are barely a flicker on a monitor, but you are so loved by so many people, and will always be.
Dear Sprout,
It's been nearly 6 months since I wrote to you last. Shame on mommy, right? I didn't write when you finally learned to walk. I didn't write when you started stringing together short sentences (pretty, pretty mumma is my favorite). I didn't even write to you when we found out that you were going to be a big brother. But today I'm writing, because what you did today touched my heart. We went to see your baby brother or sister for the first time today, and almost as if you know your time as mommy's only baby is dwindling, you refused to let me put you down, even during my ultrasound. Because of this, you were right even with my head when we all saw Teeny for the first time. I'm not sure what kind of response I was expecting from you, but I definitely wasn't expecting you to point at the screen and say "Baby sissy?", or, when I smiled and said, "Yeah, that's your baby sissy or bubby", for you to smile and giggle, and then lean down to give me a big happy kiss.
You'll never remember a time before Teeny was a part of our lives, but I want you to know, I'm cherishing every minute we have left of "just us". You'll always be my first baby, and I hope you know I think you're going to be a great big brother.
Love always,
Mommy
