Brotherhood

New brothers

Asher has, right now, just about the perfect situation for a 4-year-old little boy.

He’s got the bragging rights of having become a big brother. Yet his baby brother doesn’t actually live with him and therefore doesn’t disrupt his life nor score much of his parental attention just yet.

Ya just know he’s asking the other kids on the playground with new baby brothers or sisters, “What’s the big deal?”

Meyer

I had my first real “brother” moment this week when we took Asher to see Meyer in the NICU.

It was his first chance to see his baby brother outside of the incubator and when he came into the room and saw that I was holding the baby, he came over and gently laid his head against my chest facing Meyer and whispered, “Hey, baby brother.”

He carefully stroked his tiny new brother’s hair and stared into his eyes.

And it made me so happy.

Happier than I ever thought I could be just watching two little men staring at each other.

Asher is in for a rude awakening in about 2 months time, when he finds out what it’s like to be a big brother for real.

But I got a little glimpse of how special their relationship will be.

No doubt, they’ll beat up on each other, fight over toys and maybe even girls eventually, but they’re brothers, man.

Yet another new aspect of being a boy mom for me to discover.

Lucky me.