LagosDad and I have been trying to figure out how to tell V that he’s going to have a younger sibling by the end of the summer.
But we are finding it a bit complicated.
I’ve tried testing the waters a little bit and have had a couple of “big brother” and “baby brother or sister” conversations. I think we are in trouble.
This is how the last conversation went…
Oh – we were watching Charlie and Lola.
Me: Oh how nice! Isn’t Charlie such a good big brother? He always takes care of Lola. I think you would be a good big brother.
Me: You know, many of your friends have little brothers and sisters. And some of your friends have big brothers or sisters *gives examples*
V (after a slight pause): Where can we get one?
Me: Well, babies grow in their mama’s tummy. So we would grow the baby in my tummy.
V: No. No. I’m the only baby allowed in your tummy!
My grandmother’s advice was to stop asking him if he’d like a baby brother or sister and to just tell him that he’s getting one!
Sounds like good advice to me.
All I know is we have to do it soon. As in today.
We’ve got birthday parties for the next FOUR Saturdays – and we need to tell him before he hears it from someone else!