Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Super Brother!

My boys are my whole reason for existence. I was made to be their mommy. They make my heart overflow with love every. Single. Day. I'm crying as I'm typing this just picturing their sweet little faces!

I get teary-eyed watching them each day as they are forming their relationship as brothers. With every new little thing Ronan does, Alistair is right in his face showering him with love and encouragement. And Ronan lights up at the sound of his brother's voice.

When I'm getting ready to nurse Ronan in public I throw my nursing cover over my shoulder while I position him. As I throw it back Alistair says, "Super Mommy!" Today, he found it laying and put it on himself like a cape and I said, "Super Alistair!" to which he replied, "No, Mommy! I'm a SU-PER BRO-THER!" (read with emphasis on syllables).

Yes. You. Are, Alistair! You are a super brother. Before Ronan was born, a lot of people asked me how I thought you would do with the baby. Many people thought that, at 3-years-old, you wouldn't know what to think and you would act out and be jealous of the new baby. I would always say, "he is too sweet and gentle to be jealous. I'm sure he'll be fine." but, I always concluded with, "well, it's his life now. He'll have to get used to it." I have realized something so powerful recently. When someone pays special attention to Ronan, you don't get jealous of Ronan. You don't throw a fit and want all the attention for yourself. YOU want to be the one doting on your baby brother. YOU want to get his smiles. YOU are protective (and sometimes a bit possessive) of your brother. WOW! I am so NOT surprised by this at all. You have always been so sweet!

Just this week:

Another adult was talking to/playing with Ronan. Alistair positioned himself between the two and began talking to his brother in that oh-so-sweet (oh-so-high-pitched) voice of affection.

Ronan was in the jumperoo for the first time. Alistair was right next to him showing him out to bounce it.

Freddy crawled over to "say hello" to Ronan a few days ago. Alistair said, "No, no, Freddy. Ronan is not a toy!"

Ronan cried as I put him in his car seat this morning. Alistair immediately began to rock him without me saying a word.

Ronan rolled over tonight. Alistair came running with HIS camera and took pictures like Mommy.

I LOVE MY BOYS MORE THAN ANYTHING AND I AM SO PROUD THAT THEY WILL ALWAYS HAVE EACH OTHER! I AM SO INCREDIBLY BLESSED TO GET TO WATCH THESE TWO HANDSOME BOYS GROWING AND DISCOVERING TOGETHER EVERYDAY!


He is just so sweet!





"I'll turn the lights on for you, Ronan!"




"Hi, Bright Eyes!"





"Mommy, put Ronan on my couch on my bed with me and take a picture!"





Have you figured out the "head touch" yet?





"it's ok, Brother. The doctor takes care of kids, not peanut butter and jelly sandwiches!"










- Posted from my iPad

No comments:

Post a Comment

I love your comments! Thank you!