Stefan here. Max has been living in Wisconsin now for one week. In that time he has been introduced to his two brothers, his dog, his cat, both sets of grandparents and a whole bunch of new, noisy and fun toys. And he is doing great. One question that I did receive a day or so ago is, “are things returning to normal?” Based on this picture, I would have to say yes:
Yes we, and Michelle, are largely full of smiles and laughter. We never question if Max would take to his brothers. He has fully. We did question how Alex and Michael would adjust to a new little brother. No matter how many times they told us how much they wanted a little brother, we knew there would be moments of tears and comments. If you’re a sibling you can probably remember uttering such comments about the little usurper. All these relationships will flourish with time, nurture, patience, and love. Alex and Michael realize that Max likes following them and doing what they are doing. Therefore Max has learned how to climb the play-set lader, do tricks on the slide, climb onto the couch, tackle Dad and much, much more.
So what about the normal part? We realized that normal is out the window when the nurse at the doctor’s office asks the question, “can he follow two sentence instructions?” We understand the logic and purpose of the question. But we could only laugh as we state our happiness that he understands any of our English and sing language at this point. And we are happy with what he understands – which is actually a lot. However, in only a week we can understand with compassion the sad look in his eyes as he drifts off to sleep as he attempts to comprehend the massive changes in his life over the past weeks. Is this normal? Tell me what is normal about any family up and down any block anywhere in the world. I say that normal is the smiles on our faces and our children’s faces as we play, learn and love.