Kate is 21 months old today. Piran turned three and a half on Friday. This seems like a strange sort of milestone for me. One that I have had one eye on for the past few weeks. I have been waiting for this week to arrive. It seems significant somehow although I am really not too sure why.
Kate is exactly half Piran’s age.
Kate is the exact age that Piran was when Kate was born.
I can’t help but imagine what it would be like to be bringing another baby home from the hospital right about now. Crowded, that is for sure. I can remember the day Piran met Kate but if I am honest I can’t actually remember that much more. Those early baby days when you have two children and it is non stop and I still can’t work out how having two children seems to be three times the amount of work one child was. Bringing a baby home and changing the dynamic of our family wasn’t really something that worried me at the time but I will admit that looking back I thought that the fact that Piran became a limpet around the same time was entirely my fault for changing his life around so drastically. But here I am and Kate is the same age and she has suddenly become so attached to me, wanting to be carried, to be held, she will only let me do things no one else. So maybe it is an age thing. Either way it is very hard work, back then with a newborn to look after too and now with a ….. um what are they at 3 and a half? Not a toddler, a little boy? A pre schooler? Is that what he is now?
All of a sudden this seems to be going a little too fast for me. I can’t help myself when I wish away the winter, we are all a bit stir crazy from cold weather and being stuck in or it being so hard to go out even just for a bit. But once the winter has gone then it is Spring. Sometime around Easter we find out what school he will be going to in September. Kate will turn 2 (TWO? WTF?) and the the summer will go past in a blur and he will be stood in his uniform, at the start of September and everything will be different. He will be out there on his own every day. He will be apart from his sister which will be the bigger shock as they are almost always together.
And we got here so fast from that day when he looked down at the little baby and started calling her his ‘Bubby’. I am so lucky that in the most they rub along together without too much fuss. Piran is starting to annoy Kate more though, and some days that is fine, and others she clearly wants none of it but getting him to stop is an entirely different matter. I hope that they manage to stay friends in some way or other. My mum says that one of her worst days when we were small started with my brother and I arguing with each other and we hadn’t even got out of bed yet (and we were in separate rooms!). If Piran is upset (particularly if I have told him off) then he goes and demands a Kate Cuddle. When she was ill last week and I needed to make tea he took my position on the sofa and let her snuggle up to him to make her feel better.
I love that they clearly love each other so much. I hope it lasts a while longer at least.