Every few months, something that has been bubbling under the surface starts to erupt. After a few days of crabbiness, short tempers, and tears, I realize that I feel inadequate to handle this family. It’s no secret that I pictured kids close in age. After a period of time, when the five of us have adjusted to one another; when my kids can play by themselves for five minutes, when we trust each other to say what we mean and mean what we say, when this feels like their home, they will still be four and six years apart.
They will never really be into the same games, or telivision shows, or have the same friends. Most of our friends’ kids are either Carrot’s age or Zucchini’s age. Not both. So one feels left out.
I am left wondering if Carrot will always look up to Zucchini for approval, and if Zucchini will often push her away.
TV time before bed (nearly the *only* time they can occupy themselves has been making me tense. I find myself okaying programs for the two of them to watch on the higher end of the age range than I would normally okay for Carrot. And am up late at night, worrying about the important questions, you know, like do we get a second TV for the den upstairs, so both kids can watch more appropriate shows, or do they just end up being isolated?
Parents with kids far apart in age, or if you and your siblings are far apart in age, what are your tips?