Dom wants to be first at everything. Well everything except brushing his teeth. He is always quite the gentleman when it comes to allowing his baby sister to go first on this routine part of their day.
There was a time when he was very determined to be ‘first’ at everything. I saw the car first. I want to go through the door first. I want to be the line leader and go first.
I was the same way. Everything was all about me. A lot is still about me.
But as a friend once articulated so beautifully. “Having children helps us realize just how selfish we are”.
Being a mommy almost translates into: “I am second”. From the time that sweet little baby is conceived, even your body’s first priority is no longer you. No, it becomes second to growing your baby. And it continues on through childbirth where often the baby is coming on his timeline. And the second place status continues through middle of the night feeds, diaper changes, rocking and walking the halls with the desire to soothe. Long hot showers becoming a luxury and not a daily staple.
Sure the mommy years with littles eventually pass but that second place status never truly disappears as your children become your world, new cars are no longer on your wish list but rather soccer uniforms and new bicycles and dolls houses and musical instruments take their place as things that makes you smile. And in those moments you know that “second place never felt better”.