A mommy, wife and friend…a survior of child sexual abuse

Please let me have a moment to brag about my older son and tell you when he melted my heart.

The other day I was finishing up changing the babies diaper while he was practicing his lungs and vocal cords – or in other words crying on the top of his lungs.  As I was consoling the baby and saying he would eat as soon as the diaper change was done, my older son left the room.  When I came out to the kitchen I stumped upon my older son.  He had gotten a bottle out, a nipple and pulled the milk out of the frig.  He was about to pour some milk in the bottle for the baby.  I was so proud of him.  He wanted to help out so bad!  I thanked him for wanting to help and explained the baby gets special milk and does not drink the same milk we drink.

Here is another one:

Yesterday morning I had been up with the baby for over an hour while trying to console him.  The baby wasn’t hungry, nor tired and he didn’t want to fall back to sleep.  I was almost to the point of passing him off to the hubby, even if he was getting ready for work and probably didn’t have the time.  About this time my older son woke up and came into the with concern on his face he walked over to the baby and I.  He then proceeded over to the bassinet and picked up the babies pacifier, then he came over to the baby and put it in his mouth.  OMG!  Why had I not thought of that before!  The baby stopped crying!  Gees, my older son just consoled his baby brother.  I was so proud of him, he got plenty of hugs and kisses from me!!