Something for Special Siblings

Mia welcomes Natty home.
Mia was two years old when her Mummy became pregnant with Natty.  
There had been 3 miscarriages in between, so there was very little excitement, more apprehension and a sense of bracing for the next possible emotional upset.  (Oh, the irony!)

But the morning sickness kicked in.  A very good sign that things were going ahead.  But boy did it kick in hard.   Mia's Mummy became a useless, exhausted, humourless, mess.  
She couldn't eat or drink anything except San Pelligrino water without bringing it back.  She couldn't even cook nice meals any more, as the smell made her ill.  She lost weight and looked really terrible!   But ready meals weren't so bad, in between Daddy's great cooking.   

Little Mia would sit and worriedly watch her, rubbing her back and saying "I don't like it when you're sick Mummy."  Mummy wasn't much fun during these days, there were definitely fewer zoo trips and more CBeebies hours clocked up than she was used to.  Mia looked forward to time with Daddy and Mummy's brother Uncle Carl, who would swoop in to do wheelbarrow races in the garden, or make helicopters out of boxes.

Already, as with any first child when the second is on the way, Mia's life had begun to change irrevocably.  But she began to bond with the baby in Mummy's tummy.  She saw her on the scan photos, talked to her at story time and, amazingly, the baby would talk back, telling her to eat her greens!  

The night Natty was born, Mia went to stay with her Godmother, her first sleepover.  So spoilt, such fun, so grownup. 

On her return the next day, everyone was so sad.  Mummy and Daddy were crying.  Uncle Carl and Daddy were dismantling the baby's crib, putting it in the garage.  Where was her sister?  Grownups explained that 'Natalia' was not well.

She was taken to The Hospital, a place where they made you really scrub your hands hard with strong soap.  So desperate to see and hold her little sibling, she took a 'Little Sister' babygro gift for her. Amazingly, Natalia had a matching 'Big Sister' T Shirt gift waiting in her crib just for Mia!  It was hard for Mia to understand that they could not exchange these gifts personally because the cold she had could kill her sister if she gave her a hug.  She watched Mummy do it for her, from behind the barrier of a glass window.

Later, Mia and Uncle Carl would watch Natalia being Christened from behind that same glass.  Dressed only in a nappy and various tubes and monitors, attended only by Mummy, Daddy, Grandma and the hospital minister, but Natalia too was certainly missing the sound of that voice she heard the most while within the safety of her mother, that of her sister.

Days passed, Mummy virtually lived at the hospital, but made sure she was home to share breakfast and a meal and a game with Mia each evening.  Mia spent her days with Grandma. 
Emotionally exhausted Mummy and Daddy held Mia close between them in bed each night.  She felt like their only precious glimmer of normality in a world that had been torn apart and turned upside down.  Her health, beauty and perfection seemed too impossible to be true.

As Natalia grew stronger and Mia's cold was fought off, the two were allowed to meet.  They were treated to the use of a private side room as Mummy was spending 18 hours a day at least trying to teach Natalia to breastfeed.  Mia carefully sat in the middle of a large bed and was allowed to hold her sister on her lap.  She was unphased by the tubes.  She just looked into her sister's eyes, kissed her and chatted to her.  For the first time, Natalia opened her eyes and turned her head towards the sound of that oh so familiar voice, the one that had been missing.  In the days that followed, the only time Natalia would wake long enough to feed for more than a couple of minutes was if her sister was chattering away in the room.

The relationship between the two sisters was set in stone from this moment forward.  
In hindsight, the look of worry, of a very deep understanding is evident in little 2 year old Mia's eyes in photos of this time.  She grew up over night.
She gave her teddies diuretics.  She held the syringes high and still  as they fed her sister's milk into the naso-gastric tube.  She gently helped to wash her in their shared baths.  Despite Mummy and Daddy being terrified for the frail infant,   Mia was always allowed to hold her when she wanted a cuddle, as they knew this bond was crucial.  They kept the fact that their hearts were in their mouths well hidden.

Mummy has always been aware of how tough things can be for Mia.  Natalia has always taken a lot of time, care and patience whilst creating a lot of worry.  But her initial fears for how Natalia's existence would effect her sister have been allayed.  Mia has grown into one of the most sensitive, caring, non-judgmental and responsible 7 year olds imaginable.

Mummy has always tried to factor in special time for her.  When in hospital, sharing a camp bed at Natty's side, this was in the form of little treats and nice art activities.  During Natty's heart surgery, Grandma took Mia to the science museum in Bristol in between visits.  This way she was given special attention, but not excluded.

These days, Mia's parents acknowledge her maturity and compensate for the attention Natty demands, and so freely gets from strangers, by building in special alone time with her.  Shopping trips, meals out, little beauty treats and stay up later night.  Just watching X Factor without your little sister is great for any older sibling.


  1. I love this! It reminds me soooo much of our experiences with Xena and Lucas - how wonderful they were and still are with Perse.
    I really love how you've shown the impact of having Natty on Mia. Contrary to what a lot of people think it is more positive than negative.
    Can't wait to read Mia's blog!!

    1. So many more positives than the negatives we all feared x

  2. What a powerful description of how things really are and how it opens our eyes as to how the siblings go through their own journey. How easy it is to forget the positive energy, unconditional love and shining faces of the first borns keeping the wheels turning. Our eldest now old enough to assimilate some of his experiences says that it was seeing our distress that was the hardest thing.He ran into the room in a superman outfit when his brother was born,the red cape flashing behind him.' My brother, I love him,I love him' he cried out.He loved him then and he loves him now........Mia you are a wonderful sister. So looking forward to reading your precious words x

  3. What a lovely big sister Mia is. I also look forward to reading her blog! Emma :)

  4. Exactly why I am very happy to read one (or maybe two) chapters more than I said I would at bedtime to our big sister tonight. They need to feel special too. I missed a special first utterance of biz-gid (biscuit)this at tea time but it was big sister who came running to tell me exactly what happened and what was said. They'll be together in school in September and it's going to be great.


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