I'm absolutely shocked at the amount of guilt I am feeling about the soon-to-be diminished amount of attention that I will be able to give Carson.
Carson is my life. I live and breathe him. I think about him every minute of the day - Jeff and I are both consistently around him, playing with him, talking to him, entertaining him, taking him here and there. Soon, there's going to be a new baby and our time will be divided.
And Carson doesn't know it's about to happen.
I KNOW it will just be a phase. I have a sister. I don't have feelings of my parents not paying me enough attention. I happen to be the younger sister but I don't think Carrie remembers feeling like her parents all of a sudden ignored her once I was born. So yes, I know these feelings will pass but just I've been looking at him and devoting every minute to him lately and I just can't imagine having to split these feelings between two little boys.
I love you Carson and I promise, you are going to be happy that you have a younger brother. You are a wonderful, caring little boy. I know you are going to welcome your little brother into your life and that you will be as in love with him as I know I will be.