Filling out a team

For a moment, amidst the confusion of a first newborn, a weird feeling lingered:

So we’re married and have years of shared history and us two are a family. But a new person showed up? And maybe it feels like we are still a couple and the new girl hasn’t made the team yet?

And then poof! A family dynamic shift in the brain:

All of us. We. A crew. A unit. A team. A posse.

And the second one? They make the team the moment of arrival.