A Rainbow Baby is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravage of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn’t mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds
Now it’s time to introduce you to my rainbow baby, B3. Anyone who has experienced pregnancy loss will know that subsequent pregnancies are never the same. The innocence of pregnancy is lost, you know that in an instant it can end and you have absolutely no control over it.
My family and friends reading this will know that B3 truely is a rainbow baby, he is beautiful and full of light.
I could spend this entire post discussing the magical bond I share with B3, which really is magical BUT he’s 2 and a half now and there are moments, days and some very long nights where the magical bond is ……. tested!
B3 is your typical curious toddler and as a result I have put locks on every cupboard door, there’s a lock on the fridge, the oven, the pantry, the dishwasher. I thought I have everything sorted then B3 discovered he could climb onto the bar stools and then the kitchen bench and turn on the tap. So now the tap has a child lock on it. That’s right people THE FRICKEN TAP!!!!
The bathroom is the same, locks on everything. The toilet has a lock. Rooms such as the laundry have locks on the door. No matter what I do though he seems to find a way to break through it. The companies that produce these products have made a small fortune out of me recently.
That’s once he eventually falls asleep of course. Most of the time he’s still going strong at midnight.
Then there’s the innocence, oh how I love the innocence of a 2 and a half year old. Seeing him try and do things for the first time, seeing the magic of the world through his beautiful eyes, it kind of out weighs all the bad things about parenting a toddler.
Last week he was watching Peppa Pig. He’s developing a sense of humour, he was laughing when things were funny. Daddy Pig can put the roof down in his car. While we were out in my little stock standard bottom of the line sedan B3 innocently asked if I was going to put the roof down.
The other day he fell and hurt his rear end. Of course, Mumma’s kisses fix everything. He literally asked me to kiss his ……. well you get the idea.
Loading the baby into the car a few days ago I came back into the house to get B3 and he’d tipped an entire bottle of top to toe bubble bath on his head using it as hair gel! He was so proud.
B3 is very independent and is clear on his likes and dislikes. Thomas and Friends, milk and his little brother are his favourites. Sleeping, eating anything other than yogurt or custard and getting dressed are his dislikes. Oh and don’t put his milk in the wrong cup because it will go flying across the room. He has 3 different cups and it varies which one is his favourite.
Life with a 2 and a half year old can be trying at times particularly in such a busy household. One minute I’m ready to pull my hair out in frustration and then he comes to me and gives me a big cuddle and says “I wuv you Mumma” and everything is perfect again.
He is the most awesome big brother. I was worried how he would handle a baby in the house but watching him play with his little brother (even if he is a little rough at times) is what parenting is all about.
Oh and I keep going back to that innocence, I hope you never lose that innocence Mr Moo!