Frankie has no idea what a fabulous babyhood he's having.
To him being smothered with love and kisses all day long is normal.
He knows no different.
Last winter when we found out we were having a new baby....our kids were over the moon.
A big gap between the oldest and the youngest didn't cross anyone's mind.
The kids didn't care about age. They were excited.
When he was born, they were thankful to have a baby brother.
They tote him around the house...fight over who holds him next...pick out his clothes..
..get excited over new things he does...they are completely crazy about him.
I think we as adults stress ourselves out more than we need to with decisions about babies.
I spent today with my sister who is 13 years younger than I am.
We made lunch, went to the grocery store, talked about her pregnancy,
looked at strollers online and ate waaaay too many pieces of pizza.
I didn't feel older than her. She didn't feel younger than me.
Age doesn't make a difference anymore.
You have to remember...kids don't stay little forever.
Now that us siblings are grown, we have much in common.
All of us sisters...we're all in different places in life, yet we're best friends.
Our parents didn't worry about spacing and timing and age when they had us girls.
I'm thankful. If they were worried...I wouldn't have any sisters at all!
So if you're in a place right now where you're wondering...
Should we? Shouldn't we?
Do it! I promise when you see that new little bundle you'll be glad you did. :)