These two...oh, these two. They are so alike that Cooper drives Husband absolutely nuts 3/4 of the time. They are lovably mischevious and love to press people's buttons. It normally gets a laugh, but when they press each other's buttons...oooooooey.
When Cooper was born, I was having a hard time feeling as connected to him as I did Noah. You know how it goes, with the first born you learn and come to know what every little whimper, look, cry and noise means. You know their personality inside and out, because it is just you and them vs. the world. All the hours in the day, every minute...it's theirs. Not so with baby number 2.
So, I prayed every night that God would bond Cooper and I together and give us something special. Slowly, but surely (and of course!), I started to learn Cooper. And now, almost 3 years later...I see the answer to my prayer. He knit Cooper together to be so much like his daddy that I couldn't help but fall madly in love with him. To find lovable what other's may find trying...to find hilarious what others may roll their eyes at. That is the kind of fondness I have for my Cooper.
He is my middle, my opinionated, hilarious, crazy-pants middle boy. What would I do without my sweet Cooper?
Have you ever had a hard time bonding with a certain kid? What did you do about it? Did it resolve itself? What does that relationship look like now? I know that I am so thankful that God sewed a sweet spot in my heart for baby Cooper, because now he's just the apple of my eye (and to be honest, the craziest of the 3!).
