Our younger daughter is due with her baby in five days. I'm getting pretty excited. She is SO ready to have this baby. He's big and she is uncomfortable. This afternoon she sees the doctor again and maybe she's dilated and effaced a bit. Her three year old son is not so sure about these coming changes, and still wants a sister, not a brother. He's in the middle of two boy cousins, and it can be challenging. I can remember being less than impressed with my baby brother, especially as he peed all over me when he got home. Then, let's face it, there is nothing to do with them for months: you can't pick them up and hold them, they don't do anything interesting, and when you need mommy they're hogging the whole show. No, I remember being disgusted. It was not like having my own dolly.
But my brother was a fellow companion through our childhoods and he loved me, even though we were unlike in pretty much every way except giggling and loving dogs. He's been gone now for almost seven years, and I miss my witness to my parents and the past.
A beautiful entry. And it's so true - they disappoint older siblings at first! Not very interesting. Wishing Jessica all the best.
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