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    « It's the little things... | Main | The new beginning: The adventures of Fuzzball and Shnook. »

    August 22, 2010


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    Very sweet. Lump in throat. I can only imagine that it would be hard to have your baby become the big kid overnight. What an adjustment! I think it's wonderful that you are so sensitive to what R is going to experience. Ultimately, his life will be so much better, because he will get to grow up with his little brother/ sister (I'm voting for a girl).

    Good luck tomorrow. And try to get some sleep- it will make all the difference!


    Kristin Merten

    This is so sweet Naomi :) I totally remember this fear and can only say that nothing is sweeter than watching my boys play and laugh and hug... you'll see! Good luck today!! xoxoxo

    Sarah Wischnia

    I am a little teary reading this, and although I'm not there yet I can totally relate to the feeling. But there is plenty of love for everyone - in fact, you're bringing more love into your family. Roman couldn't be luckier. Sending you lots of good thoughts for the big day!

    Ashley s

    My siblings are the best gift my parents ever gave me. Also, it has been scientifically proven that siblings significantly reduce your odds of turning into a narcissistic shit. Secretly, I look forward to the many awesome tales of displacement adjustment. Xoxoxo

    jamie beth

    i'm totally with you. i want nora to have a brother or sister, but i'm worried about how it might change her, and us. thinking about you all -- all the way out here in PA! hugs!


    I'm just catching up with your blog. I know this post is old, but I was so touched I must comment. I just had baby #2 in July. He wasn't due until August. When I put my 22 month old girl to bed the night before #2 was born, I had no idea I'd be going to the hospital to deliver her baby brother hours later. When the nurses confirmed that I was indeed in labor, I cried my heart out because I hadn't had the chance to finish my time alone with #1. I'd had plans to do special things with her and tell her more of what to expect, and to at least tell her goodbye before I went to the hospital. She will never recall life without her brother, but I wanted that time for me more than anything.


    Hi Michelle, thanks so much for sharing your story. It's totally true that the time is really for you and not for your little one. I'm sorry you didn't get to have that time with your daughter.

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