Partners In Crime
Patience has been in short supply lately. (A natural byproduct of having babies in your 40s?) I’ve caught myself speaking to my kids in an irritated tone or tending to their needs in a begrudging manner.
Our children are a huge blessing, and I’m making a greater effort to be fully-present to them and remind myself how privileged I am to be their momma. So, I’ve spent more time making them smile and laugh, which is a beautifully simple thing at their ages. When they aren’t destroying things, whining, or pitching fits, they are easy to love.
Our children are oddly-spaced, if there is such a thing. Multiple miscarriages created larger gaps between the three oldest than we’d hoped or intended. And then seventeen months after our second daughter, our second son arrived. (What were with thinking, right? I remember EXACTLY what we were thinking, and it wasn’t I wonder what it’s like to parent two toddlers simultaneously? Still, you don’t use natural family planning for fifteen years and NOT know what’s likely to happen. It’s all good.)
Pope St. John Paul II said the greatest gift you can give your child is another sibling. While there are, of course, a variety of reasons why that may not be possible or advisable in particular circumstances, in general, I believe it’s true.
I pray all my children will remain close throughout their lives. That they will share a bond and a camaraderie that surpasses mere consanguinity or friendship. But these two youngest, my two peas in a pod – their relationship is something special.
There are advantages and disadvantages to all sorts of spacing, whether it be in months or years, but I will say that having two so close in age presents special challenges. My little girl serves as enabler to my little boy.
They are truly partners in crime.
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