In all the transitions of having a new baby, the is one thing that has surprised me the most is the way Reece has handled it all. You see, not only is Reece the one giving up his position of youngest (and mommy’s baby for that matter), but Reece is also the, well…. the “spunkiest” of our three older boys. Reece gets more excited, more noisy, more stubborn, more pushy, and more rough, than the other two put together. So of course, I had my concerns about how rough and tumble rambunctious Reece would adjust to a tiny little fragile needy little baby.

I was sort of expecting some rough behavior, lots of learning about how to be gentle, lots of “shhhushing” and a ton of juggling trying to keep Reecey from feeling displaced. But I have to say, my mom intuition was all off – instead, Reece has taken to Tennyson amazingly. Reece is usually all about Reece, but when Tennyson is around, Reece forgets what he’s doing and gets down to his level and talks to him in the sweetest soft voice. He is super gentle with him and actually is constantly lecturing ME on how babies should be treated. Of all the boys, Reece is the most taken with Tennyson, and will spend more time sitting and talking and watching him than I thought he was capable of.

I’m in awe I tell you, of how the baby of our family has so quickly transitioned into the new role of “big brother” just like that. He says to me “Mom I’m a big boy, I’m not the little brother anymore,” I think there may be some insight to it in just that, Tennyson gives Reece the “big boy” status he so desperately craved, and for that Reece adores his baby brother.

(In other news, knock on wood, Tennyson is feeling better and better over here thank goodness!)