For a while there, it was touch and go, the state of things betwixt my two little ones. At the time I felt as if my toddler boy was at war with my baby girl. (Who has now, apparently, according to the internets – reached full-on toddler-hood.)
I was worried and I wished for a more calm, peaceful home. Perhaps silly thinking, in having a 19 month old and 3 year old. Although, that rough patch seems ages ago and lately there’s been a lot less pushing and shoving and more terms of endearment…
I watch them play together now, and it appears that they’ve come to some sort of understanding and there is a mutual respect that is visible. It’s not always there – but it’s happening way more often than before.
/>For now, I’m going to quietly revel in this new state of being between them, this sometimes quiet, mostly rowdy state of sibling affairs. I know enough now about this parenting gig that there will be plenty more rough patches up ahead so it’s these time that I’ll want to fall back on.