Peas and Carrots

As a mother, I feel very blessed to have a daughter and a son. Secretly, I was so happy when I found out we were having a girl first. I always wanted a daughter. I grew up with a sister; it's familiar to me. Having one of each would be perfect. I was comfortable with two girls if that should be my luck. But honestly, I think I might have been a little disappointed to end up with all boys. I of course would have gotten over it and loved them unconditionally; I knew I always wanted a daughter.

I was blessed with my Brown Eyed Girl.

When we found out we were pregnant again, I really was content either way. Knowing how much I wanted a daughter, I knew my husband really wanted a son.

We were truly blessed with one of each.

We worried how our Brown Eyed Girl would take to a new baby in the family.

It was love at first sight.

Since we brought Mr Blue Eyes home, our Brown Eyed Girl has wanted to hold him and love him every day. I look at how caring she is with him and how much he idolizes her right now and I can't help but think they will have the best relationship as brother and sister.

Well until he starts crawling and can get into all her stuff. Then there will fighting.

For now, I am loving how in love they are with being brother and sister.

They "Hold Hands" while big sister helps entertain him. 

They watch cartoons together on Sunday mornings.

They have slumber parties together.

 

 They have great conversations over drinks.

 

 They give each other a shoulder to lean on.

 

They take rides together. They are advocates for great causes. They watch mom exercise.

 

 Big sister teaches him how to color. He is fascinated by her.

They are a couple of cute kids don't you think? (They both wore the same bib)

He wants to do everything she does. Including sucking a pink pacifier while learning our letters - okay so it's my back up pacifier. I couldn't find the boy specific ones at that very moment.

He will never let me live this picture down when he is 15.

I will save this one for both of them when they are 15 and think they want to date...