Nathan loves Anneliese, and has completely adjusted to the idea that she is here to stay. He has never once told us he is all done with her, or wants her to go away, or anything like that. He actually asks for her when she's not in the room, just like he does with Mark or me or other people he likes (he's like some kind of herding dog; he likes to know where everyone is at all times). He's good about sharing with her (even though she doesn't care), reading to her, and talking to her.
When she cries, he kisses her to make it feel better. He's constantly asking, hug her? or kiss her? or hold her? And if for some reason he thinks we might not have noticed that she's upset (like that's even possible -- she clearly got her lungs from her Aunt Ashley), he'll say, Anneliese is crying. Anneliese is crying. Anneliese is crying, until we answer him. Thank you, Captain Obvious.
That's not to say there have been no hiccups:
--- He had a couple of night wakeups in the first few weeks. I sort of chalked that up to more activity in the house in the middle of the night, not actual regression or attention-seeking (he settled himself back down each time without parental involvement).
--- He also had a higher-than-average number of tantrums in those first weeks. I'm not sure if it was a plea for attention, or just a result of having Daddy at home more (he's more likely to have tantrums with Mark than with me; I think he's still learning it doesn't work on Daddy either). We treated it as a plea for attention, and became hyper-vigilant about ignoring the whining and crying, and praising the big-boy moments, so he'd learn to rely on those for attention instead. And he rose to the occasion in a matter of days. Again, a relatively small problem that sorted itself out very quickly.
--- He was frustrated this week when I told him he couldn't wear his PJs to the airport, and I couldn't figure out why he was making such a big deal about it. Then he said Anneliese is wearing PJs! And I realized that my double standard for who gets to wear what, was confusing him. So I agreed with him, put a shirt and pants on the baby, and he seemed much less troubled. We're learning as we go how to deal with the whole fair vs equal thing between siblings. Since fair doesn't always mean equal, it can get tricky, but I decided in this case equal standards for clothes on an outing was a reasonable request. :)
--- Nathan asked to hug Anneliese yesterday when she was sleeping and I said no, but he tried anyway. When I gave him a warning (do you need to go to time-out?) he responded no. But then he hugged her and woke her up, so I walked him over to the time-out corner. And he cried and said no thank you, no thank you. As if the reason he was in time out was that he didn't answer politely enough to his warning. Which is a helpful reminder to Mark and me that everything in his mind isn't about (or in response to) Anneliese. Sometimes it's still just a toddler, figuring things out, without regard to a sibling.It's fun seeing Nathan as our oldest instead of only. It's neat to see him growing up and growing into his new role in the family. I hope he continues to be this protective of Anneliese as she grows up.
