tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-462728671028708590.post1302788135897573547..comments2024-01-21T20:42:29.223-06:00Comments on The Extraordinary Ordinary: Normal Sibling Rivalry? Or Totally Weird? You DecideHeather of the EOhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14607422301391841377noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-462728671028708590.post-82491531582075381312008-07-27T18:47:00.000-05:002008-07-27T18:47:00.000-05:00My oldest two are ten months apart (I do not recom...My oldest two are ten months apart (I do not recommend this at home...) So Deklan was 10 months old when Piper was born. When my husband brought him into the hospital room to see Piper for the first time, the look on his face said it all. "What have you done?" Was explicitly written across his face as he looked from her to me, to my husband. Then he got down and ran around the room completely ignoring Piper. To the point where when we tried to direct him towards her bassinet, he ran out of the room instead. When she was not even three weeks old, I had her strapped in a bassinet and wrapped in blankets. Deklan was playing quietly on the floor so I took this opportune moment (she was asleep) to flee to the washroom. I swear I was gone no longer than thirty seconds when I came back, Deklan had her out of the bouncy chair, and was in the process of rolling her across the living room floor. To this day, I have no idea how he managed the buckles. They get along pretty good now, and then with a third added to the party they have their moments but they get along decently (mind you, they are 8,7, and 5)<BR/>As an aside. My mother has said that same sex siblings regardless of age space if born in sequence, rival eachother moreso than say you had a boy and a girl... so there's that theory too...Aquaspcehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02245372987722624186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-462728671028708590.post-3421819789402533092008-07-26T08:27:00.000-05:002008-07-26T08:27:00.000-05:00Normal. Imagine me, a sweet little 3 year old, who...Normal. Imagine me, a sweet little 3 year old, who had her parent's total attention and affection... then one day "special" brother arrives. So not only is he special because he is the new baby, but he is special because he has Down's Syndrome. I would pound on my brother a lot, feed him catfood (he liked it, i swear), and do all sorts of mean things just because i could and just because it wasnt always fair that he got the "special" treatment. But I grew out of it, and no one loves my brother more than me! It will get better... I dont know when, but it will.Sabrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02121871412387502050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-462728671028708590.post-47671447626988783232008-07-26T03:59:00.000-05:002008-07-26T03:59:00.000-05:00Oh my gosh, you totally have to read this post:htt...Oh my gosh, you totally have to read this post:<BR/>http://divergentpathways.blogspot.com/2008/06/measuring-up.html<BR/><BR/>(And I promise not to always comment with yet another link to yet another post. But I love how in-sync our topics are. )<BR/><BR/>And I eventually outgrew being a horrible, mean big sister. :)charrettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16351177033783487168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-462728671028708590.post-51286916773328116772008-07-25T23:14:00.000-05:002008-07-25T23:14:00.000-05:00Disclaimer: I'm not making this up.Emma and Becca ...Disclaimer: I'm not making this up.<BR/><BR/>Emma and Becca are only 19 months apart, and while Emma loved her from day one, she also seemed determine to murder her. Smothering with pillows and blankets, necklaces wrapped around Becca's neck as she rode her like a horsey, pushing her over whenever she thought I wasn't looking. Outright smacking her in the head for no apparent reason. Some incidents were more malicious than others but the first year was so, so rough.<BR/><BR/>It got better when Becca hit about fourteen months or so. She was pretty stable on her feet by then, and Emma kind of accepted that she was a little person too (not a baby anymore). I still catch her bullying her little sister, but Becca is old enough to put up a fuss now. And sometimes they are so sweet to each other I just want to melt.<BR/><BR/>It was a long period of adjustment for us but it was that. As soon as Becca wasn't a baby anymore and could actually interact with her older sister it got so much better.Kimberly Vanderhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01653757517652257445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-462728671028708590.post-60651278854301685622008-07-25T21:17:00.000-05:002008-07-25T21:17:00.000-05:00It's like you snuck into my house and are describi...It's like you snuck into my house and are describing my boys. My older one hurts my second all the time. He's always got a bump on his head. I'm still in it, so I can't give you any encouraging advice, but at least you can know you're not alone in your frustration! Maybe one day your younger will be able to wack the older a good one. Just a thought <BR/><BR/>:)brentandsarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04589162732120289538noreply@blogger.com