Ever since Ewan joined our family I knew that I wanted another. I knew that I wanted to give him a sibling, a close one. I wanted for him what I didn’t have growing up. (I do have a sibling though with an eight year age gap we’ve never really been at the same stage. Now that we are both adults I have high hopes!!)
Then I got pregnant and all of a sudden all of my hopes and wide-eyed dreaminess about siblings changed, a bit. Instead of being pure joy, I began to doubt the decision we made. How could we love another babe? Would Ewan love being a big brother as much as we hoped? Would our relationship with Ewan change? How? Would everything be ok?
Then Xander came. Yes, in fact, we managed to find more love. And, as we hoped, Ewan absolutely adores his little brother.

Adores him.

Ewan even shares his favorite firetruck.

Though he doesn’t quite understand Xander’s lack of interest.
Ewan adores him and I’m hoping that Xander feels the same. Because really, siblings are pretty awesome. (Even if they are a total pain in the ass sometimes, too.)