Everyone keeps asking…

“…So, how’s Audrey doing, being a big sister?”



The short answer to that:  Depends on the minute of the day.  Or second.

The first week was honeymoonish.  Everything was dreamy and perfect and domestically peaceful.  Now, Audrey is extremely emotional, both highs and lows.  She loves Fiala, but seems to be really conflicted about the adjustment.  It’s no wonder, of course.

I’m doing my best to keep things as normal as possible for her:  reading her tons of books, giving her lots of hugs and kisses, letting her be a “baby” as much as she cares to, giving her a lot of lattitude for her especially emotional times (like bedtime), etc.  But, she still, it’s like everything is tragic and dramatic in her world.  She drops her napkin and cries hard, panicking.  She’s ALWAYS been a child who likes things “just so” and now, she’s taking it to the extremes, almost obsessive-compulsive like, trying to create a little order and comfort in her world that has been highly effected by the life of another human, edging in on her familiar territory.

I’m trying to find the balance between valuing her emotions and placating her wishes… but not letting her get continually out of control with the tears and fits and demands.  It’s a hard row to hoe.

Moments after these idyllic pics on the left — during a moment when Ethan just happened to have the camera and started snapping — Audrey was on the floor, screaming about something.  I don’t even remember what.  I think I laughed, which is probably not the best way to handle things, but it just seemed so crazy to me, the absolute contrast between peace and panic, with only seconds’ space in between.

Such is life in a family when the baby gets displaced, I suppose, at least when the baby is a girl…   


About Karen Joy

I'm a partially-homeschooling mother of six -- 3 boys ages 19, 17 and 15 years old, and three girls: 11, 8, and 3. I like birding, reading, writing, organic gardening, singing, playing guitar, hiking, the outdoors, and books. I very casually lead a very large group of homeschooling families in the Phoenix area. I have a dear hubby who designs homes for a local home builder and who is the worship pastor of our church. I live in the desert, which I used to hate, but now appreciate.

Posted on November 4, 2008, in Family, Motherhood, Parenting, The Kids. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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