Part of the fun of having a second child is anticipating the meet cute with the older sibling. We had our cameras waiting, ready to snap that moment the once-only child holds her little brother. My daughter didn’t come to the hospital to meet our new son, so it made the event of bringing him home for the first time all the more poignant. With his toddler sister closed in on him, all kisses and squeezes (easy girl), and I could only imagine what my baby was thinking when meeting the older sibling. Up to that point, every single second was a new experience, but having a loud, precocious 2-year-old toddler in his face on his third day on the planet might have been the weirdest thing to happen yet.
I have often wondered what my newborn was thinking. If every thing is all brand new, then how weird can it all be, really? The baby has no point of reference or anything to really compare, well, anything to. Getting circumcised was probably no stranger than getting his first bath (at least that’s what I tell myself so I don’t have any regrets about it). But when I watched my newborn son watch his older sister, I could definitely tell the wheels were turning in there. He was fascinated by her expressions, her voice, and her movements.
It would be a good 15 months before he’d be able to verbally express his thoughts on having a big sister. Before that point, I would make guesses as to what he was actually thinking about his older sibling. Here are some thoughts that probably occurred to him during their initial encounter: