Big Brother

Imagine being taken from your parents for a few days. The next time you see them, they have another person with them. They are holding, snuggling, caring for this person. They treat this stranger like they treat you. What's worse, the little creature comes to your house, takes up space and time. They call her your sister, yours... Your whole life is turned upside down.
This has been Samuels life the last few weeks. I couldn't be more proud of him. He loves his sister. He wants to hold her and care for her. Sure he gets frustrated with when she cries and he wants attention. But overall he is more content then before she was born.
Why? Gods grace! I have prayed, and prayed for for this. What a blessed woman I am to have these 2 treasures. Our little man has a purpose, he is a brother. He was born to be a leader and now he has someone to lead.
Samuel is still an active little boy, in fact he is finding he has more free time than before. Last week he used that time to learn to open the fridge. After opening the fridge he found the eggs, the eggs found the floor, all 18 of them. All I heard was uh-oh...mommy, uh-oh.
Today he worked on redoing the tile in the bathroom floor. His intentions are so sweet. They nullify any anger his deeds might bring. He brings me baby wipes and throws away diapers. He talks to me, tells me stories and gives lots of hugs. He even behaves better in the store. If I ask him to be wait, he says "yes" and waits patiently. Every moment is not perfect, days are exhausting and overwhelming. I want to pull my hair out most days after naps. But I love this new family and I'm so incredibly in love with my big little boy. Happy 23 months big boy, you are dearly loved my treasure, my little girl is so blessed to have you as a brother.