The New Baby - written by SR

Okay, so for months now there has been talk of this "Baby Brother" coming.  It's practically been shoved down my throat - the books and the talking and the songs....I get it.  I'm going to be a big sister...whatever that means!

Then I'm told I'm going to sleep at Suvta and Zaidy's house (my grandparents) for a little while.  Mommy, Suvta, and Zaidy made a big production about getting my "bed" ready at their house.  I humoured them a little and pretended to sleep on my special bed.  Mommy was great and brought our second Elmo and Cookie Monster pillow case over so I could sleep on the same pillow.  That was fun pretending.

But then, I woke up on Tuesday morning, and mommy wasn't home.  Zaidy was at my house.  It was funny watching him try to get my milk ready and get me dressed - and I had to wear a bathing suit and new water play shoes for school too for the first time.  Zaidy helped me use the potty and gave me smarties after...and he even figured out how to get my shows on the television.  But where was mommy?  Mommy is always there in the morning.

Zaidy took me to school and picked me up at the end of the day and took me to his house.  I spoke to mommy on the phone and told her "I had a fun day at school."  I really did, but I wanted her to know that I didn't miss her when I woke up and she wasn't there...even though I totally missed her.

But after dinner, mommy didn't come and get me....and Suvta and Zaidy got me ready for bed...and I was supposed to really go to sleep in the bed that I pretended to sleep in earlier in the week.  I got teary eyed and asked them to call mommy.  I laid the guilt on pretty thick..."Mommy, I miss you!" I cried into the phone.  It was nice to hear her voice and have her say she missed me too.  She even sang our bedtime songs, so I settled in and got comfy on my special bed and fell asleep.  It was a rough night, though.  I cried a bit, but Zaidy came and rubbed my back every time I cried.  I like that trick a lot.  It's nice getting back rubs.

The next day, Suvta and Zaidy got me ready for school and Zaidy took me.  I like school, but I put on a good show for him that I was sad when we arrived.  Again that night, I went home with Zaidy.  I really like going there, though, so it wasn't such a big deal.  I called mommy and we talked for a little while but I really wanted to go and play.

Finally, Thursday after school, Zaidy brought me home....and mommy was there!  I was sooooo happy.  I couldn't stop giving her huggies.  She told me I had to be very careful because her belly had an ouchie...she told me that it would.  There was this little stranger in the house.  Apparently it's my baby brother.  Oh, but then I saw my "friends"....my Sesame and Dora figurines that I want to play with.  So I played with my toys....I could hear and see lots of action going on around me with this new baby brother.  It was just like the book said...the baby couldn't play or eat food....at least I can play with my "friends" at the table here.

When I ate dinner, mommy said she was giving the baby milk, but that wasn't a bottle like they taught us in school.  I got quite a lesson about something called breastmilk and breasts...apparently I used to drink it too...so weird.

I think I'm good at this big sister stuff.  Mommy asked me to get her a diaper for baby brother, and then he had peed or pooed through his pyjamas, so mommy told me to get him an undershirt and a new pyjamas and she made such a big deal of it when I got them for her.  I don't get it, but I won't tell her to stop.  It's always nice to hear that I'm a good helper.

I tried to help Suvta yesterday and I got her a diaper.  She told me that baby brother was dry and didn't need a diaper change.  That hurt my feelings.  I told her that I wasn't a good big sister and that I wasn't a good helper.  It made for a great guilt trip :)

All in all, sometimes I'm interested in baby brother and other times I'm not.  I am trying extra hard for attention, but mommy is really handling it well and giving me her attention any time I need it....even when I'm acting out of character and moody.  I also have a cold and so I'm not feeling completely myself.

Mommy will write her side of the story too.  In the meantime, here's a quick picture of us from yesterday.  I'm not super thrilled but we're snuggling.

And here's one of my adorable baby brother...who I already love, but I won't let on that I do yet: