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The Thing About Siblings…

As soon as the first one pops out of your tum,
The world wants to know when the next one will come!?

‘Who will she play with though each Christmas Day?’
And ‘Give her a playmate!’ the *lovely* folk say.

But then once you’re seen with a bump AND a tot.
The tone seems to alter.
It alters a lot.

‘You’re going to be busy!’ they mutter with glee.
‘At least with just one you still have time to pee!’

And EVERYONE tells you such practical stuff,
‘It isn’t just two times but TEN TIMES as tough!’

And other such nuggets of well-meant advice,
Now that you’ve committed to doing it twice.

Your bits are already in bits anyway,’
‘You’ll just have to sneeze and he’ll fall out!’ They say.

And fall out he does, in one way or another.
The big one ends up with a new baby brother.

At first, still so helpless, so cute on your knee,
The first one is swept up in sheer novelty.

This Big-Sis malarkey is such a great game!
And your heart gives a squeak when she first says his name.

His name.
That was once quite the cutest thing said.
His name – that at volume now fills you with dread.

When shrieked in the garden or whined endlessly:
“He’s taken my teddy!”
“He’s breathing at me!”

“I not doing things!”
“She just winding me up!”
A near-constant war over colour of cup?

It’s not like when one needs your help to get dressed,
The other just stands there and has a short rest.

Hell no! While you’re lovingly socking up one,
You turn for a sec and the other one’s gone!

…To jump on their bed.
…That you’ve only just made.
Or to forage for snacks in a wild frenzied raid?

The concept of peace is no less than a farce.
You need lungs like a fog-horn and eyes up your arse!

Between them is some sort of destructive bridge,
Whilst one spills their yogurt, one head-butts the fridge.

You fix one dilemma, then dash to the next.
One’s lost a left school shoe, the other is vexed.

But they bond over farts and weird jokes about poo.
The big one shouts ‘Bum!’ so the small one does too.

In kids v. the grown ups they make quite a team.
One picks up the pace once the first loses steam.

Like when all of the biscuits have suddenly ‘gone!’
But nobody did it. Nope. Not either one?

And when they are ‘out‘ they’re an almighty force.
…Unless one of them finds a new playmate of course.

And the other is shrugged off to Mum for a while,
In the interest of not cramping anyone’s style.

But pick on one tot and you’ve two in your face.
Whatever the battle, wherever the place.

Their plans might not always involve the same tracks,
But when push comes to shove they’ve got each other’s backs.

So the thing about siblings, I’ve found as their mum.
Is they’re double the trouble… but TEN TIMES the fun. πŸ’•

And the thing about hearts that I’ve learned with surprise,
Is that love doesn’t share, it just doubles in size.

26 thoughts on “The Thing About Siblings…

  1. Ah, Dawn I have a new favourite!! So much of this is so, SO true! Especially the part about them having each others backs – I have never seen a 180 like my girls ability to go from grassing up to protecting each other! Long may it last x
    Thanks so much for taking time to come link up at our 100th linky! x#CoolMumClubResidentLyricalGangster

  2. My girls have the most precious bond… well some days and I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s sad when siblings, especially when they older do not make time for each other. I have a silly smile on my face as I type this as I think about my brother overseas.

  3. Dawn you’ve nailed it!!! So true, all of it. My two girls argue and fight yet they will stand together against me and look out for each other when they’re out somewhere new together. Love the ending. #CoolMumClub xx

  4. In our house I think it’s the youngest that excites the eldest and invites madness. Siblings are lovely but there are monkeys and angels at play and you never know what you are going to encounter. #CoolMumClub

  5. Oh god, yes to alll of this! It’s so funny how everyone pesters you to have a second and get the minute you fall pregnant they start telling you how hard it’s going to be, what’s that all about?! The last bit about the love thing is so true though, I love having two xx #coolmumclub

    1. It really is such a striking 180 when all the warnings start as soon as a bump appears? πŸ™ˆπŸ˜‚ Having two definitely doubles the love though doesn’t it πŸ’• Thanks Wendy xx

  6. Lovely poem, you’re such a great poet! We’re just sticking with the one, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like with another…!

    And congratulations because someone loved this post so much, they added it to the #BlogCrush linky! Feel free to collect your “I’ve been featured” blog badge πŸ™‚

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