When a boy with a face as sweet as this one pulls you by the shirt, you follow ;)
And yes, that IS a screwdriver in his hand. He's handy.
"A portrait of my Avery, once a week, every week, in 2014"
As Avery has stepped so gracefully into his role as big brother, he has also grown into his own as the almost-two-year-old that he is. He has become so much more vocal and is very adamant about getting what he wants.
Sometimes all he wants is to simply be understood, other times he just wants to watch Elmo. Right now. The most heartbreaking for me though, is when he wants something from me that I just can't give him at the moment. Maybe he wants me to carry him down the stairs when I'm already toting his little bro and a basket of laundry. Or he pushes a marker in my face and demands I color with him right when I'm in the middle of changing Cullen's diaper. Avery seems to know the moments when my hands are already full and those are the moments he 'needs' me the most.
I do my best to give into him as much as I can, but he's definitely learning a hard lesson in patience as I learn a hard lesson in surviving temper tantrums. (Most days I think he's this dealing with this better than I am!) A new friend gave me some great advice to help understand the behavior of baby #1 when baby #2 comes home; she said to remember that 'Avery didn't ask for a little brother'. It's such a simple statement but is so helpful to repeat in my mind every day when Avery demands my attention at the most inopportune times. He's used to being my one and only and has never had to deal with competing for my attention. He's doing his best to adjust to a situation that is completely out of his control. Becoming a toddler is tough enough, but being a toddler and having to learn to be a big brother at the same time is double tricky. (Being a toddler, big brother and cutting a few teeth and battling a cold all at once? It's been quite the week. Thank goodness Justin has been around to romp around with Avery during the day!)
At the end of the day, the sweet moments always trump the stressful ones and we are all settling into our new life quite nicely, despite the learning curve. I'm so proud of how well my big boy is handling his brother's arrival and I'm happy to say that it's true what they say: A mother's love truly does multiply with each new child - who knew I could ever love this much?!
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