Thursday, October 5, 2017

Jan: The Plight of the Middle Child

Originally written in 2014.  
  
     Shortly after the babies were born, Adam's mom was at our house visiting and she was telling us at what ages Adam had hit certain milestones; rolling over, sitting up, walking, etc. I was trying to recollect when Riley and Allie had done these things but for the life of me I couldn't remember. (Gimmie a break- I had just had twins and I was lucky if I remembered my kids' names at that point!) (Side story: the other day someone asked me how much the twins weighed when they were born and I couldn't remember!! I told her they weighed six pounds each just so she wouldn't think I was the worst mom ever.)

     Anyway, I decided I would go out to the garage and unearth Riley's baby book. We had a lot of fun sitting at the dining room table, looking through the pages and reliving the memories written inside. When we finished going through the book Allisan, who up to this point had been enjoying hearing all about when Riley was a baby, looked up expectantly,

     "Can we look at my baby book?"

     I stared at her unblinking. I was in trouble.

     "Umm, you don't have a baby book..."

     Oh my goodness, you should have seen the look on her face. The unfortunate truth is that Allisan was victim to the Second Child Blur. Riley was two when Allie was born and I had no time or energy to put together a baby book for her. I was changing diapers, wiping booties, nursing, cooking for a two year old, and oh-by-the-way I was working nights at Game Stop.

     My own mom put together a beautiful baby book for me, I still have it. For James; she purchased the book but only filled in the first couple pages. Katie has a book that remains completely blank. By the time she had Vickie and Chris she had given up buying the books because she knew she wouldn't do anything with them.

     Allie couldn't believe that I didn't have a book for her. I asked if she wanted me to put one together for her birthday and she told me yes. So now I have to pretend I remember enough to write it all down. I'm in trouble.



     




     

 

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