I often observe my children, sometimes from a distance, sometimes when they are sat right next to me.
Each time I find myself in awe of the bond they share. The completely undeniable love they have for each other is beautiful to see.
I don’t know whether it’s because of Mia’s mother hen streak combined with Theo’s multiple health issues, or whether they were always destined to be the best of friends, but I count myself incredibly lucky that I have two children who share such a special bond.
They are not overly close in age, there is just over 2 and a half years between them. Of course they fight, all siblings do. They always take tiredness out on each other and sometimes forget how to share.
Having a sibling is a wonderful thing, a sibling is a life long side kick with whom to share family memories and experiences. A sibling is someone who can often understand the unspoken and share joy in small victories.
Sometime’s I worry that they may be too close, that maybe Theo shouldn’t be so dependant on his sister, but the truth is, other than me and his father, there is no one else I’d rather he depend on. The immense pride shown by Mia when Theo makes positive progress, the way they always have a kiss and a cuddle before Mia heads off into school, I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.
I never understood the value of sibling relationships until I had children of my own. Perhaps because my relationship with my own brother was quite the opposite until recent years. We spent many years ignoring each others existence or fighting like cat and dog. But now I know that a sibling is one of life’s greatest blessings.