I looked at him sleeping right next to me, blissfully unaware of what would happen in the next few hours.
He honestly had no idea of how our lives would change.
A silent tear ran down my cheek because I felt horrible for what I was going to do to him. I felt I was betraying him but on the other hand I knew that I would give him a gift that would last forever. However it meant that he would have to share me for the rest of his life.
Something that’s really not easy to do for a three-year-old.
And that morning marked the end of my son’s life as he knew it. Because a few minutes later I packed up my bags and left for the hospital to go and give birth to his baby sister.
It tore me apart. I thought he would hate me for bringing in somebody else into our home. I would later realize he did not, even if our family had to adjust to the new demands a newborn brought upon us.
Seven years later, I can honestly say that even though having a sibling is not easy, it was the biggest blessing for my son. The love he shares with his sister warms my heart every single day. If they spend a day apart, they miss each other like crazy. Even if they bicker and drive each other insane at times. I confess I even took screen shots of a particularly touching text message exchange that took place a few weeks ago. I guess I was entitled to spying since my phone was used to send and receive the aforementioned messages.
So to all those moms doubting whether they did the right thing by getting pregnant again and expanding their families, relax. Somehow your love grows with each child. Just make sure to show that love to each and every member of your family. Because that is the most beautiful gift of all.
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