I have to be honest.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ve forever destroyed my relationship with Rosie by adding Ada to the mix. Rosie used to be the very center of my world. She was my baby, I always knew every little thing she did and I was always there to snuggle with her, play with her, give her constant attention.
Then Ada came along and Rosie had to step aside, because babies need a lot of attention…
But. But, but, but…
When I look at them together I know it’s ok. I feel peace knowing that siblings are worth it, it was the right thing to do. I stare at them together and all I can think is the more the merrier.
Rosie will always be my first baby. Nothing can change that.
Can’t believe she’s almost 5.
She loves Baby Ada so much. She begs me to have more babies. I’m so glad they have each other.
I love seeing them play together as Ada gets bigger, giggling together over their own little jokes and sharing toys together, playing silly games.
My heart is happy. It almost makes me completely forget the grief I’ve felt over the change in my relationship with Rosie…