Amy’s pretty excited about her new baby brother; perhaps a little too excited. We find ourselves walking the fine tightrope between involving her in his care and preventing her from dropping him on his head. She’s just about accepted that the only time that she is allowed to hold him is when she is sitting down, but we almost had to wrestle her to the ground to prevent her “helping†with nappy changes (finally hitting on the genius idea of getting her to change her dolls nappy instead).
There have been one or two signs of possible jealousy. She’s told us a couple of times that Evan says that he doesn’t want to be held any more and to put him back in his crib. She’s also resorted to cliché and asked if the baby will be going back in mummy’s tummy tonight. Still, this wasn’t unexpected and I’m sure things will be fine.
On another note, congratulations to Jim and Erin who got married today. I’m sorry I missed the wedding, but feel I’ve had a pretty valid excuse. Have a good time on honeymoon in Africa and I hope you get your wish of outwitting a hippo and beating a baboon.
I wonder if she’ll become more baby-like herself over the next few weeks to get the same kind of attention as Evan. One of my friends eldest started wetting again and asking for a nappy despite having been out of them and very, very proud of being out of them for over 6 months.