When my children were younger, the age gap between them was difficult

When my youngest was born, we already had an 8 -year -old child, a child almost 7 years old and a 2 -year -old child. Five years separate my children from the middle and eight years separate my older and the youngest. THE ditch of age I made a lot of very difficult things, and my husband Craig and I started to designate my children like adults and little ones.

They were in different phases, and it was logistically difficult

Logistically, it was a nightmare. Often we had to hang out along a toddler and baby to sporting events and school outings for the oldest older ones. We stopped in our mini-duties filled with everything, from diapers to baseball gloves.

While my two older ones ran in the bases of Little League, my husband hunted the toddler around the playground, and I was glued to a breastfed baby.

The gap also proved to be interesting when planning activities for them, such as films and dates of play, because the things they appreciated were very different. When they were young and at such different stages of development, it often meant dividing children to make sure everyone could do what they needed or wanted. Responding to the needs of all our children often meant to divide and conquer.

In our first days as the family of six, breastfeeding linked me to the youngest, so my husband became a guardian of the two elders. Over the years, we have changed and Craig has stayed at home with the little ones. I spent more time with the bigs to birthday party to trampoline parks and rinks. Although it allowed everyone to get what they needed, it meant less time together as a whole family and in married couple.

The bedroom was absolute chaos

While planning activities were difficult, coordination of bedtime was a nightmare. The two older ones would be standing on television or playing together, and the youngest would wonder why they had to bed so much earlier.

Again, we found that dividing children was the only way to conquer our Night bedtime routine. My husband read a set of children while I was preparing the other. We have always made sure to store them all individually, however. In doing so, it was important to us and for them, the bedtime took a stupid time and was exhausting.

My older children told their brothers and sisters that they were not ready to hear

My older children also knew more about things than the youngest, which made him difficult. Their worlds exploded with information they learned at school or on the bus, and the information they learned have found their way in our house. Frightening, real and imagined stories have been whispered to their The youngest brothers and sistersNo matter how firm we were in monitoring things.

The age gap has become less important over time

As my children grew up, the importance of their age gap seems to have decreased. My eldest son is 20 years old and my eldest daughter is 18 years old, and although their link was strong during most of their lives, it is incredible to watch them sparkle with their 14 -year -old sister and his 12 -year -old brother. They now share more common interests, such as video games and purchases.

The two older ones play Minecraft and other video games with their younger brother. My 18 year old daughter takes her younger sister to the shopping center and talks with her everything, boys in Tiktok. I recently listened to them while laughing together before bed. My younger daughter braids her older sister’s hair.

I also liked to look at my two older ones to become models and advisers of their young brothers and sisters. While my younger daughter heads for the school, her older sister helps him determine the best classes and teachers. It’s cool to see her share her experience. She wants to help her sister make the best decisions and avoid the mistakes she feels.

While I often find myself missing these first years, I really appreciate that parenting phase. Watching my four children discover more common interests and forging stronger obligations is a gift, and I am grateful.