Last Friday Gili bit me hard enough to draw blood and make me scream in public. Yesterday she crawled (so happy she's finally crawling!!) into her new favorite place, the bathroom. She was sitting/laying right on the other side of the door blocking it. I gently pushed it open, but somehow hurt her and I couldn't calm her. She was flailing around and I had to bring her to my husband to help. I'm petite, less than 5 ft tall. I knew that we would have bigger problems as she got bigger, but it's really becoming reality now. Maybe I should join a gym, lift some weights, and prepare for Gili's future needs.
I had a talk with my kids today. They only want to help with their oh so cute baby brother, and not with their strong, heavy, squirmy, snotty, bitey sister. I told them how we are such a special family, how G-d put Gili into our family because he knew we would be a good family for her and he knew they could be a good big brother and sister for her. I told them how we should feel honored that G-d gave us such a special sister and they need to step up. I hope some of it sticks. I could really use the help.
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