By heather | August 25, 2008
Tomorrow it will be 6 weeks since your life, since our lives, changed forever. In those weeks, you’ve changed and grown more than I ever thought possible and handled it much better than I would have given you credit for.
The first week when I cried and cried over everything, and lost patience with you countless times, just for being a kid. And you had stitches in your knee and confusion everywhere.
The second week when we didn’t have a clue how to organize our days and you were excited to be home, but bored because you missed the other kids at daycare. And you learned how to unscrew caps which makes staying out of trouble and messes so much harder.
The third week when we started going to gym classes to help you develop more confidence and fill our days. And both of us were sick and irritable and I had a shorter fuse than usual because I found out that we lost our contract and I don’t have a job to go back to.
The fourth week when you got your first real haircut and fell out of your crib and moved into a big boy bed. And started saying “Cheese!” when I point the camera at you.
The fifth week when we took your bottles away and now you only get milk in a cup. And when baby cries, you pulled your hair with anxiety and ran to find her pacifier.
Through it all you’ve been (mostly) sweet and delightful to be around, and so loving and protective of your baby sister. You took every curve, including the loss of your treasured only child status, and danced and clapped your way past it. I could learn a lot from you.