People always told me there would be serious perks to having girls first. I'm sure I'll have my share of concerns when Finn wants to play with princesses or learns to throw a fit like my drama-queens thanks to their example. But right now, I'm feeling so grateful for the pride they take in their rolls as big sisters.
In some ways, it's so much easier than the first and second time around. I've got two helpers that are jumping at the opportunity to grab me diapers or wipes from the diaper drawer, a burp cloth when I've forgotten one and can hear that spit up is imminent, or a glass of water when I'm all situated to nurse and realize I'm painfully parched.
They race upstairs to pop his binkie back in his mouth if he's fussing during a nap, and even know how to hold it in long enough for him to get a good hold on it before they let go. They sing and coo and and hug and kiss and apply lots of hand-sanitizer. They love to read him stories, and since I'm feeling the stress right now about Sophia learning to read, I'm really hoping that by your third, the older siblings do the teaching. That would really make my life easier.
What? My mom said I went to Kinder knowing how to read and she had NO idea until the teacher told her, that I could. Doesn't even know who to give the credit to. I was the fifth of six--- LIKE she had a bunch of free time to teach me.
I know I'm only at three, but a girl can dream. I'm building a team over here.