Forgive me if this post is all over the place. Often times, I have a hard time finding the right words to say and when it comes to how I feel about my children, words often don’t do it justice.
I remember when Tayven was our only child. He was our world. I couldn’t imagine even having another child. Then, he turned 2 years old. He was already very independent for a 2 year old. A few weeks after his birthday, I found out I was pregnant. I already had “baby fever” a bunch of times before that. I was so happy and excited, but at the same time I was so scared and sad. Was I taking all the attention away from Tayven? Will I love the next baby the same as I love Tay? Will I be able to share my love between the two?
Tayven was always around adults and sometimes a few cousins, but other than that he was pretty lonely. He would always want to be outside and play with the neighborhood kids. When Trenton was born, Tayven was amazing with him. I couldn’t wait until Trenton was big enough so they could really play.
Then, we tried to conceive Titan and got pregnant when Trenton was 11 months old. They were going to be pretty close in age. Again, I couldn’t wait to see how Tay and Trent would be with the new baby.
The point I’m getting at is that it warms my heart when I see all of my boys playing together. It is one of the greatest feelings ever. A great feeling next to the feeling of giving birth. To see them interact, to play, to kiss or hug each other, and to help one another is absolutely amazing. Yes, siblings often fight lol but even through the fighting they still love each other at the end of the day.
Sometimes I’ll catch them in the sweetest moments. One time I caught Tayven reading to his little brothers. There was another incident where I took the two boys to play on the playground in our complex (which is right across the parking lot and I could see it from our living room window). Titan was sleeping in the house so I had to keep checking on him. Well, Titan woke up so I had the boys come inside but Trenton wouldn’t listen. Titan was screaming, so I went into the apartment to get him and I told Tayven to go get Trenton and bring him home. I watched from the living room window (I was nursing Titan) as Tayven held his brothers hand and made Trenton look both ways in the parking and then they crossed together. It was one of the sweetest moments that I’ll never forget. Some other times are the random cuddles and kisses they give each other out of the blue.
I can’t imagine Tayven ever being an only child anymore. A lot of the time I have a hard time even remembering what it was like to just have one kid. With each kid you have, it’s hard to ever imagine what life was like before them.
I love my boys. :)










