This Magic Moment {Becoming a Sister}

I love my crazy 2 year. The past 5 months have been (insert so many different emotions here). It's moments like these that make everything right inside. She dressed herself like a tourist and we went driving in the car (red ottoman) to go shopping.

Luella is a passionate two year with a lot of rules, the best memory, a mind for learning, a vocabulary that is delivered liked a teenager, and the most thoughtful heart. Luella is a lot like her mama, she (we) need control. This works to our advantage until we have different ideas of the end result of any given situation like bed time, nap time, what's for lunch, where water goes, who's having the time out, if we are going to be inside or outside, going to the ice cream store, having sour candy, eating popsicles, who is suppose to be talking, where to look, how fast to run, how high to jump, what mountain to climb, pretty much every nuance of everyday life. At times we are like 2 junior high girls fighting...yes, I must say she brings out the best in me. But she does...the minute she says snuggle with me mom, is that better, what are you talking about, love you too mom, would you like cream in your coffee, what would you like to order, mom play with me, mom are your owies better, and baby grace is so cute she is laughing at me; and although it drives me crazy when she does this but she gets so close to Grace's face and smashes her crazy hair in the baby's eyes, because she just has to, because she loves her so much.

This brings me to love, which leads me to motherhood and then to sisterhood. Love is a weird thing. Loving two girls is so easy and so hard at the same. Mothering one child is physically hard, mother two children is emotionally hard. Luella had an intense instant love for Grace the first time she saw her, but I also felt like a little bit of her heart broke knowing it would never be just the two of us anymore. But she is tough, she put a smile on her face and did what she knows been, help. She put on the doctors gloves because she was going to make everything better.

Now I am sure these are all my emotions but I can feel it in Lu too. She misses me, but I so much miss her. I often have these strange feelings that I am cheating on Luella with Grace. I know it will never be the same for both of us and I know that it will be better then it could have been but for now it is hard. Luella is no longer the baby, in fact she is barely a toddler anymore, she has transformed in to truly a big girl...and boy does she love her sister. There is a strange calmness about the two of them when they touch and has been that way since the first time Grace sat on Luella's lap. They will unconditionally love each other forever. It is for this magic moment that I knew it would all be right, not easy, but right.

Luella 28 months, Grace 3 weeks