This month seems to have been the start of something really big yet also so small for my two. So natural and instinctive yet that has changed their relationship, the very one I see before me and their world is suddenly so separate from ours. They have been playing well together for a long while and will often be amused by the same things, play little games together and that continues but there seems to be some shift right now where they are no longer vying for attention or to be right, to only want to play their own way or simple appease each other but merely and honestly wanting to be together in whatever it is they are doing.
As Christmas and birthdays came around I saw them delight in one another’s joy, share the pleasure in watching the other open presents and kindness in allowing exploration in the others gifts – what is it with other people’s things that seem so much more interesting than your own? Watching Roma celebrate Eva’s birthday was humbling and joyous and I couldn’t keep my eyes off the awe on her face or the love in Eva’s eyes as she sat toe to toe with her sister to unwrap gifts together. She was so ridiculously happy when Eva was, literally just because Eva was. There was some serious pride that day. And now that’s over and we are just two weeks away from Roma turning 3 and they are both equally as excited at the prospect. They are so very proud of each other and I simply can’t get over that. Anyway I digress.
What Christmas and birthday brought were of course lots of presents, new toys, new books, new craft, new clothes, all things that they have joyfully shared, not because we have told them they have to (which of course is what usually happens!) but quite simply because they have chosen to and talked to each other about it. Hearing their conversations still baffles me and they have created this whole other world that doesn’t involve me. They are no longer in it to make me happy, to ensure I have seen their kindness to the other and praises them for it but to just for the act of making each other happy too. They truly are little buddies now and I just love it.
It’s true that you feel like each stage is never going to end or that the early days is how it is going to be forever, overwhelming and all consuming. That maybe my children will always be the ones to want me to play with them 24/7, they will never play by themselves and I will forever feel suffocated and might go a little bit crazy having to step in every 5 seconds to appease the situation. I definitely thought that would be me. Neither of the girls have ever played on their own for long periods of time without my involvement and together they have been amazing but I have always still been involved or with an ear out to ensure the play is fair. Yet now that’s not needed. So of course if you’re anything like me you’ll spend the next few years WANTING to be the centre of their game, of their universe again and already encourage them to talk to you too! Motherhood is cruel right?
But really, as much as I already miss them when they are off playing, I never ever want this phase to end because it is lovely and joyous and dare I say. Gosh I almost daren’t say in case Karma kicks my ass tomorrow. But with the two of them together (*whispers) it’s easy too. This weekend I actually sat and drank a coffee downstairs in the morning by myself and they were playing upstairs together. Now if that’s not the dream I don’t know what is!
As such when we headed out for a scoot and some fresh air at the weekend Eddy and I were mostly bystanders, they sped off in front just having their own merry time and I looked at Eddy wondering when this will stop being a wonderful novelty. After a scoot we came to the bit under the bridge and some boys were climbing up and sliding down like it was a slide and all of a sudden the girls eyes lit up. Against my better judgment of Roma’s cream trousers and their newly washed that day coats we stood by to help them join in. Yet they didn’t really need us, Roma was scared but keen and once Eva had given her a hug at the top and held her hand down once there really was no stopping them and my brave two little babies were suddenly capable of climbing up this steep concrete slope all by themselves!! Which I was sure neither were capable of!
Gosh I really don’t know how we have got here and I do still feel like they are my babies but my goodness it makes me proud. Though now I’m not sure we will ever be able to pass this place without dusty bottoms and I’m sure it will become known as the place where costs go to die. But all in the name of fun hey. They helped each other down and negotiated “one last time” and then we walked back to the car, Eddy carrying one scooter (standard) and the girls off up ahead. I know this is the start of something new and I really can’t wait to be with them, possibly just behind them watching.
I missed my chance to recap on my December siblings posts as I just totally forgot with the whole christmas madness so instead I thought I would do it here, I am so happy that we have yet another year of siblings photos and I love to look through them like this, where you can see the changes which are both subtle and obvious all in one!