I read a beautiful blog this morning, from one of my favourite bloggers, Taryn .
I think she has very eloquently summed up exactly how I feel towards my children.
On Monday I was asked how I felt about being a mom to two now - did my feelings change with the arrival of Baby Mouse.
I never thought I would have enough love for another baby after Miss Mouse. I loved her being my only child, she had the best of me and I didn't want to share. It took a long time to explore those feelings and realise love has no bounds. That my love will grow with my new baby. And it has. Baby Mouse is at that age - that glorious age where everything is fascinating, funny, shocking and awesome. She can talk enough to make herself understood and she comes up with some real corkers too. She is also incredibly happy, ALL the time, we are so blessed. She sleeps well, eats well and is just a good girl. She makes it so easy to be around her, she draws smiles and laughter so easily.
Every once in a while I see Miss Mouse looking at her with a glint in her eye - it is saying, "why is she getting all the love?" How to I make her realise, it's a different kind of love? Baby Mouse's is an easygoing, fun kind of love. Miss Mouse needs a much more nourishing and emotionally nurturing kind of love. I am sure when Baby Mouse is 5 it will be the same.
My basic, primal love for my children is fierce and strong, but it is uniquely interwoven with what each of my girls needs from me. Baby Mouse needs me to be a teacher, to explain everything she sees and explores in a safe and secure manner. Miss Mouse needs to me reaffirm her. As she is battling playground society alone, she needs me to hug her at the end of the day, talk it out and make her believe that her beautiful heart shines through for everyone to see.
