They said this baby would be fun.
They said that we would play,
but so far all this baby does
is sleep most of the day.
At times, this baby smells quite bad.
At times, he sure does spit.
At times, he has a crying jag.
At times, he throws a fit.
I guess that some mistake’s been made
and my folks must regret,
they ever brought this baby home
instead of some nice pet.
The Lonely Meatball 
Yes, the summary of a lot of older siblings’ feelings. They usually get over it. We started ours when people would talk about my wife being pregnant and say things like, “We know Ben is going to be so nice to his baby sister and just love her so much. He’s already so helpful to his mom.” When the baby came, he was three and he was a great big brother. I know that’s not what your poem was about but it just made me smile and think about it.
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It sounds like you did a great job of preparing your son for the baby. It must have been wonderful to watch the relationship develop.
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Oh yeah. He still gets along with all of his sisters.
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