Orison has happily assumed the role of big brother. There has been no resentment at the arrival of Morrow. This is something I hardly dared to hope for, preparing myself for a rough transition from almost four years of being an only child to now having a sibling.
Orison is constantly touching the baby’s cheek or giving him a kiss. He is eager to get the diapers whenever I need a new one, always asking, “Did he poop in his pants?” Then he take the dirty diaper and disposes of it for me. And if Morrow gets upset on the changing table, Orison is quick with a lullaby-like song to calm his brother.
It’s been sweet to watch Orison love his brother. He’ll comment with things like, “Mommy, he’s so cute!” or “Mommy, I like this baby!” He’s even asked to have Morrow sleep with him. Not happening.
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