The Joy of Mothering Sibblings

The Joy of Mothering Sibblings

Today some countries celebrate Siblings Day and I would love to be part of this occasion but not as a sibling, but as a Mom of a couple of amazing brothers.

See, I’m an only child. I have never really experienced what is like to have a sibling, except for my cousin who, up until today, has always been part of my world, and some friends who have become the sister figures I never truly had.

But the thing is that is not the same. When my eldest, Matthew sees Michael, his face lights up. He tries to help me care for him and even fights for a right to spend more time with him, not fully understanding Michael’s baby needs for more sleep and rest.

In turn, when Michael hears his brother’s voice, automatically he starts looking for him, his toothless grin spreading across his face and his blue eyes moving frantically. They adore each other.

The love I once felt only for one, has now doubled and expanded for me to accommodate another human in it, and yet I love them much more because I see them interacting every day. Their energy and love towards each other making me equally proud for the purity of it and jealous because I never experienced something like it.

Being a mother is an experience that is pretty impossible to describe. Having a second child ups the game of motherhood, making you a little more tired, somewhat busier and a lot more joyful.

I celebrate my first Sibling Day as a mother of two amazing and wonderful boys, thanking the universe, God, or whoever sent me these little souls, because thanks to them I get to experience the joy of brotherhood.

Mothering siblings is showing me every day that love multiplies, that there can be joy in chaos and, most importantly, is teaching me about a type of kindness and commitment I knew nothing of.

To all parents of siblings, to all siblings out there, I wish you a wonderfully busy, happy, joyful and fun day.

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