I only wish Nicky would feel the same way...
Right now, we still haven't broken the news to Nicky, who will be turning 7 in March. We slowly tried to create "make-believe" scenarios for him to digest the mere possibility of a sibling. Sadly, even in a hypothetical setting, Nicky became very upset. Maybe the age gap was too big, or maybe we gave him so much attention for so long that the idea of a "threat to the throne" is just too much for him to handle, or maybe he doesn't understand the whole sibling idea just yet.
The conversation with him went us such:
Me (sitting on the orange beanbag in his room): Hey, Nicky, i need to ask you something.
Nicky (sits on my lap): Yes, mommy?
Me: Wouldn't it be a great idea if we asked Papa God to send you a baby brother or sister to play with this year?
Nicky (looks at me with total shock): Uh... no!
Me (just as shocked): Why not? Don't you want a playmate? It will be so much fun for you! (notice i'm stressing on the baby as being for HIS benefit)
Nicky (looks away): Nope. I'm fine. I don't need a playmate. I have my classmates and friends in school. I have playmates in Ligaya (our community group).
Me: Yes, i know you do. But you play with their brothers and sisters too! Remember Rafa and Luigi? They're both brothers and you love playing with them. They have lots of fun together, right? Just like Martin and Miguel?
Nicky: Nope. I'm ok being alone.
Me: But why wouldn't you want to have a brother and sister at all?
Nicky: Because, mommy, if there's a new baby, nobody would love me anymore!
By this time, my heart broke. I, myself, am an only child, and the idea of having a sibling is something I could never quite fathom. I looked back at when i was a child and wondered if I would have felt and thought the same thing had my parents given me brothers or sisters. Of course, after Nicky said this, I went on to explain to him that that would never happen. That the love we had for him would remain intact, and would grow even more through the passing of time. That the coming of a new baby didn't mean that the love we have for him will not be SHARED but will be given to each one of them separately and WHOLLY.
But how do you explain these things to a 6 year old, who from the moment he was born was built to be the sweet, sensitive and emotional boy that he is. His lips quivered and his eyes grew teary as he slowly absorbed the fact that our "hypothetical" baby may just become a reality.
So right now, every chance we have, we try to show him siblings laughing and playing at a mall or in a church yard. Or we tell him that "if" papa God decides to give him a sibling, that he will teach the baby all these neat stuff about dinosaurs, and trains, and tractors. Anything, just to get him to warm up to the idea. At least for now.
What about you moms out there who have more than one child -- what can you suggest to me as the best way to break the news to Nicky in the most gentlest way possible? What did you do in the past? I'm open to any help you're willing to send my away :-)