A run of illness, conjunctivitis and those two-year-old molars have made you a tad miserable and not your usual smiley self.
You wander around the house aimlessly at times with a low moan which escalates until I pick you up.
I don’t mind though. I’ve needed cuddles myself lately. I’ve been enjoying the quality time with you, the chance to hold you close and to nurture you. Usually you run around a million miles an hour, but now you need me and I am going to enjoy it while I can.
Life as a working mum of two is busy. On the days I don’t work, you have to share me with your sister and your daytime nap means that there’s even less time for us to spend together.
There are times when I worry that I don’t have the same connection with you as I did with your sister at the same age. I invested so much time into her as the first and only child singing, dancing, reading, playing and learning with her.
I would do all of the same with you in a heartbeat, but it’s harder with two. Our one-on-one time together is pretty rare.
You don’t seem to mind though. Most of the time you’re very independent, initiating your own play with Toby your toy dog (which you ride like a horse), playing on your car, or chasing a ball around.
You follow your sister around imitating what she does. You play so well together only occasionally coming to fisticuffs.
You have a bit of spunk, wee darling. Sass is what your daycare teacher calls it.
Whether it’s part of learning your place in the world, being a second child, or just your inherent personality, I’m not sure.
Nothing much usually bothers you, which makes it even odder that you’re out of sorts lately.
When you fall over, you pick yourself back up. When you cry I know you’ve hurt yourself badly.
You talk. Boy, can you talk. You pick things up so quickly even without me there all the time to teach and read to you as much as I did with your sister. Yesterday, you counted 8, 9, 10, 11 to my surprise and when your sister is naughty you imitate me as you say in a stern voice 1, 2, 3.
You walk in big strides taking on the world with confidence, delighting in passersby who comment on how darn gorgeous you are.
‘Bye bye,’ you will say to them or ‘cuddle’ which inevitably melts stranger’s hearts. (Even the old guy at the newsagent couldn’t help but smile as you walked up to him and started rubbing his leg).
A while back I wrote a story about you having an old soul. There is no doubt that is true. There is something special about you.
And while I haven’t been able to give you as much time as I did your sister, I am going to make a more concerted effort to grab snippets of time when I can.
We love our Saturday morning swimming lessons together and I’ve started including you in dinner preparation which you love. You get such a thrill out of throwing the veggies into the pot of water (cold of course) and watching them splash.
While being the second child is not always easy, know that I love you to the moon and back.
You are so special to us, little sister. I hope you feel better soon xx
How do you ensure you spend quality time with each of your kids? Did you spoil your first child like I did? Are you a second child?
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