So much of parenthood is ever-changing. I wish I could always let that perspective suppress my emotions and worry. I guess it's innate as a mother. It comes with the territory. I think this particular type of stress was poured into my soul the moment my first baby was brought into the world. It's like no other feeling I've ever felt. To be concerned about a child, his happiness, his anxiety level, his behavior, his health, his kindness, his comfort, his sociability, his cognitive development, his love toward others, his sleeping habits, his respect for his elders, his security, and his self esteem (just to name a few) can be so overwhelming and exhausting. I am coming out of quite a trying time, doing my very best as an amateur to handle properly 2 year old issues, 4 year old issues, and the combination of the two worlds colliding. I felt as if their separate needs contradicted the other's. Both boys needed extra attention in different ways and would act out (in their own way) if they weren't the one receiving it at that very moment.
I'm relieved to report that like almost every hardship that comes with parenthood. It was a phase. It was relatively short and it is over for the time being. Lewis can communicate better, Owen is feeling old and validated. The two of them actually play and usually enjoy one another's company and I am grateful. My mom always says "you have to know the bad to know the good". I know the bad. I would talk to other moms about their little kids being "best friends" and it kind of broke my heart, making me feel like I was doing something wrong. Honestly for a while these boys wanted nothing to do with each other. Because I want to celebrate the happy times, and document that "this too shall pass" is almost always applicable. I am here to say that there is nothing that makes me happier than my kids showing love toward each other. The worlds happiest sound is two brothers bursting into laughter at the same time. My kids playing together brings me more joy than i could have imagined.
On another happy note:
Thy got bunk beds. The transition has been smoother than I expected and they love being in the same room together.
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