Worth The Wait

I've been very careful about talking with Noah about the possibility of a baby brother or sister. Children definitely live in the moment, and they get so excited about something and then want it right away. Since we really have no idea just how long it may be until that dream might come true, I've been hesitant to suggest it to him.

But the other day we were in his room and I just felt the need to ask him what he would think about having a baby brother or sister.

"You know, Noah... Someday Daddy and Mommy may bring home a little baby, and you could be their big brother. We could get out the baby crib again and put it next to your big boy bed..."

His eyes lit up and he went on and on about helping me feed the baby milk, bringing me diapers, giving the baby kisses and hugs, and so on... I made sure to end our little talk by reiterating that it may be awhile, but that it's good to be happy about it and it's okay to think about it. We moved on with our day.

The next morning, I was in the kitchen feeding my Abbie when my little boy wandered downstairs in his footed jammies, carrying his favorite toys. When he got to the bottom step, he paused and looked around.

Then he looked at me:

"Baby here yet?"

The tears came and I allowed myself to cry for a little bit before I answered:

"I'm working on it, Baby."