I wanted to take this opportunity to write to you before the new little one arrives. I know we've still got a while, but then again, there's no time like the present.
I've been doing my best to absorb every day that I have with you lately–every last day that you are my only child.
I'll be honest, I'm nervous about the changes to come. The lack of sleep, the crazy schedule–but most importantly...YOU.
I find myself thinking day and night about how this change will affect you. Will you embrace it? Will you resent it? Will you march right through it, unaffected, in your calm and self-assured way?
Regardless of your reaction, I wanted to tell you what I already know deep down in my heart.
You are going to be the best big brother any baby could ever have.
Isaiah, you are such a caring child and it comes from somewhere deep down in your soul.
I could sense it from the day you were born (don't ask me how) and I see it more and more with every day that passes.
Let me explain...
When you were in daycare, the teachers recounted how quickly you would run to a classmate's side whenever they were crying. Even better, you'd search high and low for their pacifiers. And if you couldn't find one, you'd sweetly offer your own.
If you ever have the slightest inkling that someone is hurt, you turn to me and say, "Mommy...okay?" And you wont let up until I convince you that they are. The movie CARS comes to mind. We've yet to make it past the opening scene (where there's a hefty wreck) because you're so overly concerned whether the cars "can be fixed."
You are constantly aware of everyone around you, and how they are feeling. And you are the first one to notice. If they are sad, you are there to ask why. If they are happy, you are there to laugh with them. And if they are hurt, you are running to get your doctor's kit.
Need I go on?
Isaiah, having a new baby in the house will be trying. He will cry. He will test your patience. And he will need a lot of attention. We'll have our moments, I'm sure of it.
But I wanted to tell you here and now: it's your caring nature that will help you sail through the storm. As much as I worry (I'm your Mom, that's what I do) I have no doubt that you were meant for this role they call "big brother."
You see, God made you who you are, knowing this little one would be in your future.
He knew just what this baby needed in a big brother: and that's YOU. Sweet, caring, sensitive you.
I love you, Isaiah, from your head to your toes. And I can't wait to watch you become the brother I know you already are.