And then there was him ...

The Ordinary Lovely: And then there was you

I think it's the same in families across the world. The first born is doted on, lavished with time and attention and shakes up everyone's routines until they are firmly focused on all things baby. And then the second child comes along and basically has to fit in. They are doted on no less but time and attention is shared with their elder sibling, an elder sibling whose routine they have to mirror rather than being allowed to develop one of their own. From my own experience, these little ones adapt quickly and genially. Maybe they're relaxed in the knowledge that their parents are slower to consult Dr Google but quicker to smile. With the second child, we now know that all-night cluster feeding sessions are but a brief phase, having lavished time, attention and panic on our first baby and come through it older and wiser, albeit with greyer hair and more wrinkles than we started our parenting journey with.

My eldest little dude wakes up asking questions and goes to sleep thinking of even more that he can ask the next day. I'm certain that he would have an amazing career in competitive swimming ahead of him if he could stand to get his hair wet as he rarely seems to draw breath. He can talk and talk and talk until I find myself watching his lips move but don't actually hear what he's saying. And so my youngest little dude? Well, up until recently he's not had chance to say all that much. I'm truly thankful that he's such an easy going child but then I wonder if he has to be easy going because he really doesn't have much choice?

But I'm soon going to find out!

In the midst of my sadness and slight panic about how quickly he's growing up and me not being completely ready to see my eldest start school full-time (even though he can't wait), there's a tiny part of me that's looking forward to September because it's my opportunity to properly get to know my littlest dude. To finally see if he has his brother's chatterbox tendencies or if he really is a quieter soul. To be there to listen intently every time he talks and to let him choose what we do each day. The first chance that we've had to spend any length of time together, just the two of us.

And then there was him (little furrowed brow and all) ...    

The Ordinary Lovely: And then there was you
The Ordinary Lovely: And then there was you
The Ordinary Lovely: And then there was you
The Ordinary Lovely: And then there was you
The Ordinary Lovely: And then there was you

These photographs sum up the British summer for me. My littlest's face as he's applying suncream. And blue sky follows cloud follows drizzle follows wind follows a glimpse of sunshine. All in the space of ten minutes. We tend to pop to the beach whatever the weather, and sometimes all that weather happens in a single visit. I do love it though.