One of the very hardest things about walking the secondary infertility road is feeling like you are failing your child(you’re not- of course- it just feels that way). One of the best things in life is having a sibling, and being completely unable to provide that for Abigail brought me so much grief. So, when we found out last September that a sibling was finally on the way, the moment when Abigail would get to meet her new brother or sister was something that had been on my heart and mind ever since.
Not some sort of over blown Hollywood rendition of fireworks and instant sibling connection- but just the fulfillment of a life long dream. That she won’t ever be alone anymore. That someday when Jim and I are gone, she will still have her sister. The lessons, experiences, and life that they will get to live together fills my heart with so much joy and happiness and I can’t begin to express how thankful I am that our prayers were finally answered.
I had Mabel on Saturday evening so we decided to wait until Sunday morning to bring Abigail over to meet her sister. She went to church that morning(convenient when you’ve spent the night at the pastors house) and then Jim brought her over after service.
She was a little unsure and a little apprehensive, but mostly her normal self. She doled out lots and lots of pats and “hi, Mabel!” was heard over and over. She introduced Mabel to seahorse(which oh my melt my heart) and she hung out with us in our room for a little while until it was time for her to head home for lunch and nap.
She came back later that night and with each interaction with her sister since she has become more and more confident and loving with her. More kisses and pats, picking out her clothes, giving her a paci. All such awesome big sister jobs that she is really starting to flourish in.
Not to say that it has been all sunshine and roses…..she is a 4 year old little girl who has suddenly had all of the attention shifted off of her and that has been….an adjustment. But we’re all figuring it out together and for the most part, it’s really going well.
Two sweet girls. Sisters. Daughters. Somebody pinch me!