I’m starting to realise that it is the little things that are going to heal my heart. My kids both desperately want a sibling (Yes yes yes, I know this is the same topic again but it is what is getting me through right now). So much so I knew it was going to be hard to talk to them and tell them about what has happened.
(This is actually a cute little story so bear with me)
Anyway, my 8 year old came home last night and sat on the bed and started to talk to me about everything. What had happened, how, when, where, why… You know, the usual 8 year old questions.
She was trying to process all the information and asked the question “Well, how do you make a baby?”
I have had a book put away for this moment. It is called “Let’s Talk About Where Babies Come From”. I have always had it out for her and said she could read it when she is ready. So now her curiousity is perked.
All the stories and the diagrams are done really well written for kids about her age. They are in a comic strip form on the majority and explain things really simply, and actually quite sweetly. It actually made me chuckle in some parts when I read it, the way they used the humour.
Anyhow, as Kelly and I sat with her last night talking and answering all her questions, we showed her the book and she pointed at things and asked us both about them. She then decided to take the book with her to bed to read (She gets 30-60 minutes a night reading at bedtime every day)
She didn’t say a great deal last night when we tucked her in but she seemed quite cool and cruisy.
Master 5 was not interested at all in any of it. He was much more concerned about Mummy and came in this morning and said “Is your tummy better yet?” and rubbed it gently as the morning went on.
It was time for my three loves to leave. Kelly was dropping them at before school care as I still can’t drive at the moment. Both little ones came and gave me a huge cuddle (gentle though) and a kiss goodbye. They were about to pile into Daddy’s car when he came up to me and gave me a BIG grown up kiss goodbye… As we were kissing Master 5 said “Mummy, Daddy… Why are you kissing?” *insert big goofy grin from him*
Before we had a chance to answer Miss 8 turns to him and says “Sssshhhhh, they are kissing because they are TRYING to make a baby!”
It’s probably the first real time I have felt amusement in days… Kelly himself was chuckling. It was so innocent and so beautiful and funny.
I crawled back into bed and picked up this book. I read page 28 which said “When a woman and man want to make a baby, they hug and cuddle and kiss and feel very loving….” etc etc etc (I think you all can figure out where else it goes)
I chuckled to myself once more and then it made me think to myself how I have the most wonderful children in the world.
My mother e-mailed me yesterday and said “The children have been very very very good. They do you proud. There have been no fights, no tanties, and they generally only have to be told once to do something. And I know they miss their Mummy and Daddy very much”.
Kelly and I missed them a great deal too.
So I know now that I need to stop focussing on what might not be as much as I am hurting right now… And in a few days get my game face back on and see what happens.
If it doesn’t, I am so lucky and grateful for everything I have. I am. I love that my girl has such a beautiful and gorgeous outlook and though she is growing up, I am loving each and every stage. I wouldn’t change that.