Spin Cycle: Jealousy: Green-eyed Monster

This week's Spin Cycle is all about that Green-eyed Monster we call Jealousy. Actually I have 2 short stories about jealousy.

My first spin is a rather silly one. It's silly because I was jealous of a new-born baby. Yes, post-partum stuff made me jealous of my first-born child, Regina Frances. I think Gina was only a few weeks old and I heard her Daddy talking to her and cooing at her, and that was just fine. Then I heard him call her his favorite girl. WHAT??? I thought **I** was his favorite girl!

Now I wasn't some young new mommy. I was just shy of my 29th birthday when Gina was born. I knew it was crazy to be jealous of a baby, MY baby, but I couldn't help it! I remember crying and Greg wanted to know what was wrong. I was really embarrassed to tell him that I was jealous that I had lost my standing as his favorite girl. I'm sure he rolled his eyes and sighed a big sigh. From that day on, Gina was his favorite blue-eyed girl and I was his favorite brown-eyed girl. Sheesh! I really needed to get over myself!

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The second spin also involves Gina, but also her brother, Tim. Gina was 6 years old, in first grade and at school when this happened. When I was 8 months pregnant with Danielle, my youngest, Tim, who was 2 1/2 years old at the time, came running into the kitchen to tell me something. I was standing at the open refrigerator door and as I turned towards him, he tripped over my foot and crashed head-on into the corner of the wall going into the dining room and split his head open! Blood was gushing everywhere! My neighbor agrees to get Gina off the bus after school.

So, I get Timmy into the car and drive him to the ER. Here I am, 8 months pregnant, waddling in with a toddler with blood gushing everywhere from a gaping wound on his forehead. The nurse takes him straight back to get stitched up and they have to put Tim in a papoose to immobilize him to do the stiches and they tell me, "this is where we ask you to wait outside." Don't have to ask me twice!!! I'll be right out there! I'd have my ass passed right out on the floor if I had to see what they were going to do.

So Timmy gets his stitches, a lollypop, a bunch of stickers and a really cool bandaid on his forehead and we head on home. Now Timmy is the center of attention and Gina does not like this. one. little. bit. Our neighbors have come by and given Timmy a book, some candy, a toy. For Gina? nada.

Later that day, I walk into the kitchen and what do I see? Gina, standing at the very same wall where Timmy split his head open, banging her head against the wall, trying to split her head open so she, too, can get a cool bandaid, and toys and candy and stickers! Is it any wonder the girl grew up to get her degree in Theatre????

Below is a picture of Gina and Timmy, in their Christmas Photo with his stitches. The man at Sears kept trying to cover it up with a Santa hat, and I stopped him. I knew that picture would come in handy some day!

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