Everett is two years old and has already lived in three houses. That’s….weird.

Each time we moved, I had a minor anxiety attack about how our move would affect Everett. I was worried we would disrupt his routine, his sense of normalcy, his safe place. Will he be confused? Will he have a hard time adjusting? Will he be sad? 

And every single time we moved, the answer was no. Everett marched right into his new bedroom, marked by the boxes with toys carefully packed inside, and started playing as if nothing had happened.

As soon as he figured out where the toys and snacks were kept, he was home.

When I was pregnant with Carson, I spent a lot of time worrying about how Everett was going to react to his new big brother role. I worried he would be jealous of a new baby, and become needy or whiny. I worried that his wonderful sense of independence would be replaced with a sudden desire for attention. I worried about his attitude, his sense of security, his identity as my former “baby”.

And then we came home from the birth center with Carson in tow and it was as if he had been there all along. Everett gave a general nod in his direction, said “hi baby bruhder!” and continued playing with his hot wheels like it was no big deal. He was unfazed. Unchanged. Not disrupted in the slightest.

His interest has been slowly growing. He loves to turn on Carson’s swing, and insists on sitting on the bathroom counter when I give Carson a bath. Anytime Carson cries (which is kind of a lot), Everett responds with a quick, “Baby bruhder, it’s okay!!!”

I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. I keep waiting for it to hit him, this huge life event that just took place while he was sleeping one Saturday morning in October. I keep waiting for a tantrum, a fit, a dramatic scene of some sort. I keep waiting for my two year-old to acknowledge the bigness of this, the drastic nature of what has just happened to our family—we grew by an entire person.

And….nothing. There is nothing. There is just Everett and his hot wheels and his Cheerios and his new balance bike that I found on Craigslist a couple weeks ago. Cruising right along enjoying life just like he always has.

As if there were always four of us. As if this house we’ve lived in for a few months was always our home.

I will continue to worry about Everett for the rest of my life. Of this, I am sure. I will worry about him when he heads off to preschool and when he drives a car for the first time. I will worry about him when he falls in love and gives his heart to someone else. I know at some point, change will affect him differently than it does today.

But in the meantime, I am going to just sit in awe of this boy of mine, the most adaptable kid on the planet, and continue to watch him take on change like it ain’t no thing.

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14 Responses to adaptable.

  1. Kaylan says:

    Glad he is doing so well! What a sweet kiddo 🙂
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  2. So encouraging to hear…I worry A LOT about Ethan and how he’ll adjust come January!
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  3. Stefanie says:

    My niece was 4 when her sister was born and reacted in almost the same way. She met her sister in the hospital and when we tried to explain that her sister was born she just said ‘Uh huh’. It was like she already knew and it wasn’t a big deal at all. Then she became a mother hen. She wanted to feed her and would cry whenver her sister cried too long. When she was a bit older (and still sometimes) she would worry if she couldn’t see her or didn’t know where she was. If my mom took the little one for a walk her big sister would have to go find her to make sure she was ok. I hope they have a wonderful friendship!

  4. Urban Wife says:

    This is the sweetest thing I’ve read and it also fills me with encouragement & hope. Our son will be just shy of 2 once we welcome our next baby, so that change is something I’ve been mulling over a lot lately. Thank you for sharing.

  5. Glad the transition is going so well for you! And, um, could Everett come to my house and pass along his secret to adaptability to his new sibling to my two-year-old? 🙂
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  6. That is so wonderful. I was a jealous little brat when my sister was born haha! My son seems very adaptable, though — he’s very laid back, lets anyone hold him, loves to go new places and never seems stressed about change. Of course, he’s only two months old, so who knows. But, this story gives me hope that if and when we do grow our family, he will welcome it with open arms.
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  7. Vivian says:

    That is so sweet and what a wonderful temperament he must have! 🙂

    xx Viv at JoieDeViv
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  8. Awwww! Everett is just the sweetest little boy! Watching the relationship grow between them will be such a blessing XO
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  9. My first is like this, too. With everything. The kid is just unfazed by change and loves it. Even when it came to potty training, big girl bed, etc—nope, noooo problem. She just gets it. I’m sure one of their ‘strengths’ in a strength finder is “adaptability”. It’s one of my highest strengths. I’d say it’s a good thing 🙂 We have some massive changes coming up so I hope this works in our favor!
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  10. Ashley says:

    My goodness, those blue eyes of his! Such a beautiful child. Everett is absolutely the splitting image of both of you!
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