| For parents with a second child coming.Sunday, 3 June 2007 Only you get to be the first one in the family They brought five year old Dylan to the hospital with his Grandparents, and he was very excited. He sat with Harry for a bit, and his grandfather and was literally bouncing up and down until he could see the new baby. They'd arrived just as she was born, at 8 in the morning. Harry and I had been with the mom and dad all through the night. The birth was lovely, calm and peaceful and baby Carly born at about 10 to 8 in the morning after a 7 hour labour. There was something very interesting going on with Dylan, he had a very important question he wanted answered and he wanted that one question answered first. He was about up to his dads thigh in height, and his first introduction to baby sister was she was in dad's arms and held high above his head. All the adults of his world were around him, trying to see the baby, and of course Dylan was there right in the middle of them. And he kept asking out into the Finally I knelt down beside him, and the adults were all still focusing on baby. I said, "Dylan what do you want to know?" By now he was getting very frustrated and stamped his little foot, and said "Aunt Kathy, I want to know how old is she?" and he was literally wringing his little hands So I thought about it, and looked at his little face, he was so in earnest to know this. So I looked at the clock and took his question very seriously. "Well Dylan, she's just born" He said, "No, Aunt Kathy, How old is she?", like I was being deliberately obtuse about the whole matter. I knew this was important for him, and I had to get it right ; everyone else had moved away from us now, and it was going to be up to me to not let him down. So I knelt down to him and said, "You know about time?" He nodded, I think sensing he was going to get his answer. So I said to him, "well, she's so new, she so brand new, that she's actually just 11 minutes old. That's a bit longer than five minutes right?" He nodded, and his little eyebrows shot up. I knew I was onto something. So I went on and said "she's not even a full day old yet. There's no way she 5 years old like you. Five years is a whole lot of five minutes right?" Then he smiled at me, and I said...", she's just brand new Dylan she won't be five years old like you are for a very long time, and you know how long it took you to get to five years old?" He nodded and smiled and beamed and said, "she's younger than me " And I said, "Oh yes, very much younger than you, and by the time she's five you'll be 10, she can't ever catch up to your age. Only you get to be the first one in the family, that's your place, and she'll always have to be your little sister, because she's 5 years younger " So I offer, you have to watch for those very intense questions, in the older one, because they'll be trying to sort stuff out , and sometimes it seems to the parents ridiculous questions but those unanswered questions can set the tone of everything for the first child. About 3 weeks later I shared it with his parents. He was off doing something with Harry, and I told them the story, they were amazed a first at why he'd want to know how old she was, until they got it too. He didn't want his position threatened and it still meant he was FIRST. In the excitement of a new baby, these first children's little questions can become so secondary...and sometimes hard to understand when you've been up all night having a new baby! And then his father Greg, was very careful anticipating all the fuss that would be made over the new baby, and always took Dylan for a walk or something, for some alone "dad and me" time, when they were first taking the new baby on outings. It was really a good thing to do, and he took Dylan everywhere with him for a while. In the car, over to the store, whatever, he just constantly kept a hand on his son, so the little guy didn't feel his position in the family was threatened at all. By the time they arrived back to the group, all the fuss was over, and we were ready to welcome Dylan too. And the special people in Dylan's life, like Harry Dylan would not relinquish. As soon as he saw Harry he took his hand and off they went. Harry and Greg had already sorted out that Harry wouldn't hold Carly, and that he would be there for Dylan. They moved back east to Guelph, several years ago and when we visit Dylan is still all over Harry - he's 10 now, and sure enough, Carly's only 5.
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