When a New Baby Enters the Family – And It’s Not Yours

My handsome brother and his gorgeous wife recently had a baby boy. He’s adorable and I love him. I could hold him for hours every day and just listen to the wind blow outside through the trees while I breathe in his delicious baby smell and gaze down at his perfect mouth and toes. This of course is never going to happen because I have a full time job, two little girls, two parents, a husband, a dog, grocery shopping, bills – you get the picture.

The funny thing about welcoming a new not-your-baby into your family is – well, you aren’t as infatuated with the new baby as you were with your own. Weird right? I mean I love that little boy, but I’ve become a bit jaded. I’ve seen it all before. It’s adorable sure, but it’s like watching a repeat of Grey’s Anatomy, still good, but just not quite as exciting.

And I do try to keep my mouth shut as much as possible. I know it’s cute when my older nephew kisses my younger nephew on the head ten times in a row. It is. But I can’t help thinking just wait until that kiss turns into a slap and you are yelling at your precious first born for smacking his tiny, now wailing brother…and then he starts screaming and then you start sobbing. It is cute, I agree, but it ain’t gonna last.

Don’t get me wrong, siblings are adorable. They do love one another and they do awfully cute things a lot of time. I wouldn’t change having two children for the world. That being said shit is going to go down sooner or later. It’s not a matter of “if” it’s a matter of “when”. But I’m not going to burst anyone’s bubble. For all I know things may be easier for them than they were for us. You just never know right?

And if they need me I will be there. I will be empathetic and supportive. But for now, for now I will simply sit along the sidelines and smile and think of these magical times they are having with their two-under-two children. Then I will go pour myself a glass of wine and bask in the knowledge that I will never have to potty train my children again. And I will sleep for the entire night.

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