And the years rolled on...
It was a challenge to keep my then 5 year old quiet during my 1 year old's nap-time. How would I deal with getting to volunteering at her school and being home with my baby? Would my oldest suffer from not doing enough sports or too many activities? Yet somehow, we managed.
the years kept passing...
Soon, I had a 7 year old and a 3 year old. They were the best of friends. Playful, giddy. A wonderful and helpful big sister and a loving little sister. Friends till the end. Yet people loved to tell me how sisters fight and how they used to have "knock down, drag down fights with their own siblings". Not my kids, I would say to myself.
and then I started to see that some of the things people suggested would happen, happened! Sibling rivalry, arguments...they snuck in ever so slowly but soon became part of our life. All those things the naysayers had said were RIGHT! Or were they?
Recently, I've remembered that life is an adjustment. Like I mentioned in the beginning of the year, it seems like we are always analyzing, adjusting, getting accustomed to new routines, fresh perspectives and new challenges. The adjusting happens with a new school year and when we pick up a new activity and it also happens when our children growing up. Kids change. Not just girls but girls AND boys. They grow up but it takes awhile for it all to happen. It takes time for them to find their way. I feel privileged to be the one who gets to guide my girls through thick and thin, good times and bad. Even when there are trying times. Even when they're in bad moods and yes, even when they are fighting in that way sisters fight.
I take pride in the fact that they do still have that amazing bond, that closeness, the love for one another that two sisters can share. It's a blessing.