As soon as "Big Guy" Jacob got wind of these baby preparations he abandoned all current independence and has adapted his days to give me some practice. How thoughtful. "Baby Jakey" as he insists on being called carries his bottle, soother (until now something he only used for a couple of minutes before he went to sleep and we thought was on the way out...) and this ridiculously huge fleece blanket (in 30 degree heat) that he is carrying around with him everywhere and calling his "baby blankey". He wants to be wrapped up in it on my lap (did I mention the 30 degree heat?!) We have decided to go with it. The more we fight the "baby" the more he is going to act like a...baby. So we indulge baby Jakey... and we DO NOT call him a big boy. That makes him scream and sob. I understand this paradox of excitement of welcoming his baby sister but also fear at the displacement he feels at losing his role in the family. I can't reassure him enough that once a Mommy's baby...always a mommy's baby...I don't mind holding, rocking and cuddling this little guy for a little longer one bit...but the lap? It is quickly disappearing.
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