We have a baby!!
AGMA is happy to announce the birth of a male grandchild, who will forever be called my sweet little tater tot!
HIs parents must never know. They don’t approve of “cute” nicknames.
We’ll just call him TT for short.
Actually, he was born before I posted my last post on June 26th, but we weren’t privy to this information until several hours after he arrived. I guess they were bonding or something.
I fly up to see the little critter and his older siblings on Thursday. And Son#1 and DIL. Of course.
AGMA has to be honest. I feel a special bond with TT even though we’ve never set eyes on each other yet.
We’re both the #3 child in the family pecking order.
There have been many studies done about the impact of birth order and a child’s personality and emotional development.
Experts smexperts…AGMA isn’t sure I buy into all of it.
According to an article titled How Birth Order Affects Your Child’s Personality and Behavior in Parents Magazine from 2015, third children are:
- Fun loving
I beg your pardon?? Manipulative?? Attention-seeker?? Self-centered??
AGMA is many things but NONE of those three things. Well…maybe a very teeny tiny, itty bitty bit attention-seeking. Minuscule really.
I have a blog after all.
Because there were 6 years between each of my siblings, and I went to foster care as a toddler, and then only lived with my sister & mother after my parents divorced, AGMA thinks that perhaps some of the typical traits of 3rd children don’t apply to me. There are other, “atypical” traits I developed. ‘Nuff said.
Little TT has an entirely different situation. Born to loving, emotionally and financially healthy parents, he has an absolutely adorable sister, V, 2½ years older and a charming, witty brother, B, 4½ years older. Who both adore him. Right now.
Poor little guy has an uphill climb a head of him.
Nana will help you my sweet little TT!!!
According to the Parents article, B, as the firstborn, will tend to be:
- An achiever
So far, the only thing I can say about him for sure is that he, like his father who was my firstborn, is VERY cautious. Like his dad, he has a strong instinct for self-preservation. At the playground, his younger sister will climb up on the highest slide possible and slide down, while he just watches. And he’s just fine just watching.
Self-preservation in action.
My feisty little V is now the middle child. She is much like I imagine Megan Rapino was as a 2 year old… According to the article, she will tend to have the following characteristics:
- People pleaser
- Somewhat rebellious
- Thrives on friendships
- Has a large social circle
Not sure about the rest, but as a 2 year old, people pleasing doesn’t seem to be in her life skills toolkit right now. AGMA realizes this when I hear her high frequency, 100 decibel screams when she doesn’t get her way.
Pass the ibuprofen please…
I’m really not sure what to expect when I fly to Chicago on Thursday.
But oh my…AGMA can already tell there is a YUGE difference between the arrival of B 4½ years ago and the arrival of TT 2 weeks ago.
Hubs, Son#2 and I all had to get shots (I’ve blocked out what “horrific” disease it was to protect the baby against) before we were allowed to visit baby B. And they had a 5 gallon vat of hand sanitizer that we had to use AFTER we washed our hands before we touched him. And nobody could make a peep when little B was down for his nap. He HAD to be in his crib or bassinet, and every bit of light had to be blocked out. And I was not allowed to change his diaper anywhere else but on the changing table.
On the other hand, TT went to Whole Foods at 3 days old and Costco at 10 days old. He and his mom went out to lunch yesterday at the ripe age of 12 days with a stop at Starbucks. And, through the miracle of technology, on July 4th we saw him sleeping peacefully in his father’s arms in their sunlit living room while his brother and sister were running around screaming.
And, if AGMA was a betting woman (which we all know I am…), I would say his diaper has already been changed while he was lying on a couch.
Oh the humanity!
What a difference 4½ years and two children make.
No longer a table for four with peaceful nights, self-feeding children and no diapers, they’re now a table for five with delicious chaos and mayhem on the menu.
This weekend’s going to be fun!
Welcome to the world my sweet, darling, wonderful TT!