I think there has been a shift the last couple of days, a shift in our family, in my beautiful daughter. Being pregnant with a four year old has been awesome, and no, I’m not saying that in a sarcastic way. Princess has understood everything from the get go, she gets that there is a baby in my belly, she gets that it moves around and she can feel it kick and it doesn’t freak her out. She lets me rest when she knows I am tired and sore, she cuddles me too to make me feel better. She guesses that it is a boy and knows why we didn’t find out the sex, she’ll even tell people “we don’t care, as long as it’s healthy”. She’s excited, so very excited, but over it too, you know nine months is a long time for a kid (and for me!).
Yesterday I dropped her at Kinder, just like I did the two previous days. Kinder days are getting longer and next week she will finally be doing her full hours. She is loving Kinder, I’m lucky to even get a kiss goodbye when I walk her in the door. Her teacher says she is very confident, happy and helpful, I knew she would be! But yesterday when I dropped her off, she didn’t want me to leave. It may have been because she had something in her eye and she was rubbing it, it was sore, but I think it was something different altogether. She ended up letting me leave, with no fuss, when the teacher grabbed her hand and everything was right in the world again. I left her knowing that her day would be fine but at that moment, I felt the shift.
Last night I went to the movies, and it happened again. Pleading, “Please don’t go Mummy, I love you, I don’t want you to leave”……. such a very odd to thing to hear from my girl who normally relishes spending alone time with her Dad and has never batted eyelid to either of us heading out the door. And there it is again, the shift.
This week has been FULL of people asking her about the baby, it’s nearly time you know?! Do you think it’s a boy or a girl, do you want a brother or a sister? What do you want to name it? She’s been bombarded with questions and statements and my gut is telling me that for her, it is finally starting to hit home that in a few short weeks things around here are going to change. She’s still excited, don’t get me wrong. But I have sensed a shift, and I think this is what has been behind it.
So for these next few weeks, we will go about things as we normally do but there will be more hugs and I love you’s (more so than the usual), and moments of time together. Yesterday we picnicked at the park, shared a milkshake at a cafe and talked about all sorts of things, I want to do these things with her, just like we always have. We can only prepare our girl so much, the main thing to me is that she knows she is loved and that will never change!!
How did your kids cope with a new addition to your family? Did you ever sense a shift? How did you best prepare them?