I thought Lily might be showing signs of jealousy, but after thinking about it, it probably isn't the case. I now blame it on my misconceptions about how she would react, combined with the terrible-two disobedience, which was inflamed by a mixed-up schedule. This isn't to say her reaction wasn't some kind of jealousy, but at least some part was a bad read on my part.
Lily had her first experience with her brother today. She walked him (in the bassinet), down the hall, with mom. Then they all sat in bed together for pictures. Lily even gave him a kiss. Her brother slept the whole way, so his first experience with his sister will have to wait for another day.
I can't get over how small he is, and, technically, he's not really that small. He's a little smaller than the average newborn of 7.5lbs (@ 6.9 lbs) and 20 inches (@ 19 in.). That puts him towards the peak of the bell curve, but he's still the smallest baby I have ever seen. In retrospect, Lily really was a newborn toddler.
It doesn't shock me in the least, but it's still amazing how fast the attachment to a newborn comes. I practically melted when I saw the little guy and felt as strongly for him in that instant as I do for Lily or Cindy. Up to that point, it was strange to think anyone would compare. This feeling has to be instinctual - in our base programming - it can't be explained any other way.
I was overwhelmed in the delivery room. It felt like a distinctly more powerful experience than with Lily. I didn't know what was happening when Lily was born, but I have a much better idea now. I just knew to experience it this time.
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