The Day My Daughter Didn't Want To Know Me
She didn't want to cuddle me, speak to me or even look at me.
I say 'Day', but really it was only a few hours, and for a perfectly understandable reason.
The day I brought her little brother home.
When I arrived back home from the hospital, the day after having my little guy,
my little girlie clearly didn't know what to think.
I had told her I had a baby in my tummy, and mummy was going to have the baby,
but telling an 18 month old that, you can't
expect them to understand.
She had a cuddle with her daddy, and her little brother, touching him very gently and talking to him.
But she wouldn't look at me, she wouldn't say hi to me, she only wanted her daddy.
Now I love my little babies to pieces, we are
close, and I spend 99.8% of my time with them,
so it was really hard leaving her overnight.
It must have been a huge shock to her as well, bringing this little baby home.
She was an only child, she was our only child, and now their was another.
Her little brother. What must have been going on in her head?
Who is this?
What has mummy done??
Luckily, after a little while, she sort of..remembered who I was, or forgave me.
One or the other.
It did make me pretty upset though, if I'm totally honest.
Saying all that though..
Now we have a 2 1/2 year old and a 1 year old in this house,
and they couldn't be any closer, we as a family, couldn't be any closer.
It's so lovely to watch them bond, play together,
chase each other around giggling.
It just melts my heart.
How did your little ones react when you brought home another baby?
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