Buds

You have a son. He’s the center of your world and of course becomes the center of the universe. Then you worry,  “What happens when baby #2 comes along? How is his world going to change?”

In many ways, your child learning that the world doesn’t revolve around him isn’t the worst lesson. But also, parental guilt weighs heavy as you slowly travel toward the unknown territory of multiple children and dealing with siblings.

Fast forward two years. And you see evidence of exponential love. From you, from your husband, from those kiddos. The feelings you have of bringing another child into the world is a lot like the first time but, then again, different: learning and experiencing newfound love for your new family dynamic. Being in awe that you have love that you never knew. Watching all the puzzle pieces as they magically fit together.

Now that we’re here….

How could we ever have imagined life without these boys?

They are best friends.

Yes, they fight. They are loud. {They’re BOYS for heaven’s sake!} And they are physical. Jumping, running, throwing. Those boys are pure adrenaline.

And I love it.

When they DO argue. We have a solution called “Knees to Knees and Nose to Nose”. This is where they have to touch nose to nose while kneeling and facing each other.

It always ends in giggles.

So, now, as a parent, I have a new ‘worry’.

I worry that one day they’ll grow up and grow apart.

I know they have to become independent and that their lives will inevitably travel different paths. I know they’ll have disagreements, fights, and be angry at each other. In the end, we always encourage love and respect from each other and, right now, friendship abounds so easily. These guys definitely like each other. They are pals. My heart aches at the idea that somewhere this relationship will be lost.

But I’ve had fears before: During those months before we became a family of four, I had worries of how life would look with two boys. Would they get along? Are they the right age distance apart? Too close together? Too far apart?

It is my very hope that just like those fears were diminished over time, my expectations for my boys future will be beyond exceeded and these kiddos will continue their friendship the rest of their lives.

So, my dear sons, please know: Nothing makes your Momma more happy than to see you laughing, to overhear your giggles, watching you help each other, cheering each other on, and to see your care and love for each other. It is my wish that you choose each other as friends when you grow to be adults. It is my hope that you genuinely choose to stay close as brothers.

…And that your choice to stay adult friends comes from your relationship that sparked all these years ago.

Nothing would make me more proud and satisfied.

I love you, Ro-bug and Chunkies. You two are a delight to my soul.