Dear Brat and Bean,
This might seem like a non-post to you but something happened tonight that made me want to put it down for posterity immediately.
It was bedtime and I was singing you to sleep. Little legs kicked around in the semi dark, bright eyes looked out of the window at the bright moon and I mentally resigned myself to singing longer than usual tonight.
And then suddenly as I took a break and thought of the next lullabye – you, Brat took it upon yourself to sing to the Bean.
And as we lay there and listened, the Brat who hates to perform on demand, sang. He sang for his sister. And she listened. An entire lullabye, clearly, confidently – and smiling at his sister all the while and patting her.
And when it was over she clapped. And then patting him on the back said very approvingly, ‘Very good.’
And in the moonlit nursery, he smiled back at her. Satisfied to have sung for the sister he loves, seeking only her approval.
And then you, Bean tickled him under the neck and he giggled and then kissed you. And then he put his arm around you and you both settled down for the night. Wilting under mama’s stern ‘Go to sleep, you have to go to school…’ even though she was not fully convinced herself.
A lot of people doubt sibling love. Say it never lasts. Maybe it doesn’t. But hey – who said we’re doing this for the future. Each moment of what we put into it is repaid today.
Similarly – what you two share is amazing. And even if you grow up to grow apart (God forbid you should) – I hope you remember those nights of singing, laughing, tickling and trying to thwart mama’s attempts at putting you to sleep. I know I will. And if you forget – come back here for a reminder.
I love you both. So much. Individually for the little people you are growing into – as well as together for the love, the joy and the beauty I see in the relationship you share. There is so much that I love about motherhood, but you’ve just made it so special by showing me what it is to see your children love each other so generously….
Lots of love,
A very mushy mama who probably needs some sleep…..
PS: If you’re wondering what the lullabyes are, they range from rhymes to hymns, to Everly Brothers, to Zoheb Hasan to Massakkali (Yes Bean, it’s your Machakkali) to Nani teri morni…to Jack Johnson. I’m sorry if it leaves you guys a little warped. What can I say… I tried!
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