There will come a time that milestones will feel bittersweet.
Case in point: Z is now sleeping all by himself in his own bed but still in the same room with us.
His transition may seem abrupt, but he was asking for his own bed since last year. I think I was brushing the thought away because it will mean that he’s really a big boy already.
But, who am I kidding?!
He IS a big boy already. And while I’m happy that he is being independent, it means that he is needing me less, which kinda pinches my heart a little.
It wasn’t too long ago when I was wishing he could take a bath on his own, dress by himself, eat independently, wash his butt after he poops and read books by himself. And now that he can do all of these, I find myself asking him “Do you need my help?” And he would always say “Let me try” or “I can do it”.
I’ve no plans on being a bouncer, so might as well be great in referee-ing, haha! At this point where my kids are ages 5 and 1.8, referee-ing is just in the following situations: when the big brother is active and might hurt the little sister; when the little sister messes up big brother’s toys; and when both of them want to be on Mommy! But overall, Z and Y are very loving and affectionate of each other. And that’s my #cheers moment as of late.
Z takes on his big brother role seriously and will not let anyone “borrow” his sister. I also appreciate it when he’s the one doing the explaining to Y. For example, last Friday we were supposed to play in Kidzoona but it was closed for an event. Y was obviously in distraught when we were walking away and then I heard Z tell her “It’s okay Ysabelly, we’ll play there next time.” And when we went for their check-up and vaccine, Z was the one consoling Y when she cried after she got her shot. He says that Y is his best friend. Haaay, this little boy may be a handful at times but his heart is so big!
Y is at the stage wherein whatever her Kuya holds, she’ll want to have it too. We had to buy them matching shoes because Y will get Z’s rubber shoes! And more often than not, she follows Z so I’ve to tell Z to tell her to clean up or sit down. She adores her Kuya and smothers him with kisses!
Thank you Cheers for making me appreciate such a simple gesture from my kids, which is actually a big thing because they have no choice but to love each other! And for being our partner in cleaning up the mess this siblings make!
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My husband’s ultimate dream is to be a dad. And I’m really happy I got to fulfill it for him twice, hehe! So I know his frustration when Z was super attached to me. But those days are gone now…
They’ve been having lots of time together, just the two of them. Over the weekend, they saw the Amazing BubbleMan and Hotel Transylvania 2, leaving me and Baby Y at home. My little boy also prefers his Daddy to bring him to school, and that I should just stay in our room. With this set-up, they also have McDonald’s dates after Bry fetches him. After 3 years, my son discovered that Daddy is more fun than Mommy (maybe because he’s not breastfeeding na?!).
My aunt asked me if I’m jealous. It’s not really jealousy; it’s more of coming to terms that there are activities Bry would handle better than me. And as early as now, Z understands that his parents have different (parenting) roles to play. It is accepting the fact that Z is indeed growing up, maturing and being more independent. I should be thankful that I have a husband who sees to it that he is present in the lives of our children. And that I get to have time for myself too.
Haaay… As I’m typing away, Z is snuggling to his Daddy and both of them are snoring the night away. Thanks for my me-time, you two!