Oh, Brother!

Telling your only child that life as he knows it will change is an interesting task.  As you will note if an earlier entry, our initial hints at the subject were not met with great enthusiasm.  We debated when the right time to tell him would be. However, grocery store baggers routinely ask me about my belly, neighbors all stop to talk about it and we aren't so good at talking in code (eway eednay otay etgay ribcays orfay the wintays) around him so we decided it was time to let the cat (or in this case litter) out of the bag.

On Sunday we had been hanging around the yard all morning and were all sitting in the playset clubhouse having lunch.  It seemed like a good opportunity to tell him since we had his attention and also because we were high above the ground and there were no sticks readily available to poke the babies with (see my other post on the subject).

The conversation was met with nervous laughter on his part.  We didn't want to push the conversation too far and thought it best to let the idea sink in a bit.  We were pretty sure he thought the whole "Mommy has babies in her belly" thing was a farfetched concept and that we were joking.  So after a quick debriefing of the facts we dropped the subject and assumed we would need to get some books and have another powwow sometime between now and the due date. It seemed to have sunk in more than we thought.

The next morning I awoke to find the Boy standing next to my bed looking into my belly button like it was a peephole.  He reported, "I think the babies need their diapers changed."  Later that morning I mentioned what a great helper he was and how there will be lots of things he can do to help once the babies come.  He replied with great pride, "That's because I am the big "BW-other" and then sat with a really proud smile on his face.

He has since started calling them "our babies" and actually seems pretty excited about it.  Granted, we didn't really discuss the fact that they will wake him up, hinder the undivided attention he is used to and probably prevent us from making our annual trip to Disney World, but that's another conversation for another day.