How we are doing: Colin

I always want to remember what these early days with Lola were like. Over the next few days, as I have time to post, I am going to be jotting down my thoughts and a few things about how we are all doing, in a separate post for each family member.

Today is Colin's turn....

Lola Claire has been such a wonderful addition to our family! With her arrival, we've all changed a bit, and there's been a lot of adjusting--but on the whole, it has been nothing but positive since she joined us.

Colin absolutely adores his sister. Whenever we go places, he makes sure to show her off--and he has even asked me if he could bring her for show and tell! He begs to hold her almost every minute. I am generally always inclined to let him hold her, as he has proven himself more than capable on many occasions!

Col is very sensitive, and, in the beginning whenever he would hold her and she would begins to cry, he was always concerned that he might have done something to make her cry. He learned quickly, though, that babies just cry sometimes--and has a very keen ability to calm her down!

He holds her very well--even managing the 'one-arm hold' when she's holding still. He is a great extra set of loving little hands for this Mommy when I need him!

He loves to sing to Lola, rock her, and bounce her in the bouncy seat. The first thing he asks in the morning when he sees me is, "How's Lola, Mommy?" and he gives her three kisses on the head every day before he leaves for school. He has even offered to change her diaper! He is a wonderful helper, bringing diapers, wipes, a burp cloth, or whatever is needed whenever I ask him to. I am so blessed have him.


One of my favorite things Colin has done: one night, when I was in the bathroom, Lola was sleeping in the bassinet. All of a sudden, I heard her begin to cry. I was not *ahem* in a position that I could get to her, and so I was stuck having to listen to her cry. Her crying began to turn to wailing--but then all of a sudden started to quiet down. Shortly after that, it altogether stopped. As soon as I was able, I got to my bedroom to check on her--only to find Colin, sitting on my bed, gently rocking the bassinet and saying, "Shhhh, shhhh, shhhh, shhhh" over and over. It had worked--she had calmed right down and went back to sleep.

I love that kid.

And I'm so glad he loves his sister as much as he does.