Sunday, September 30, 2012

In Between


There are stereotypes about being the middle child. Sometimes the middle child is said to have "middle child syndrome". I however, do not see the problem of living in between. People believe that the middle child is neglected, and constantly vie for their parents' attention. However, being in the middle has its advantages. For one, my older brother acts as the guinea pig as my parents try to guide him in the right direction. By the time I reach that point in my life, my parents know what and what not to do. When my brother was beginning to drive, my mom reacted to every red break light, sharp turn, or sudden move. She unexpectedly shriek and brace herself by slamming her hands against the car door. I found this quite funny, and even teased her about it, but I was worried she would act the same when I started to drive. The day finally came when I got my permit and had to drive with my mom. I was expecting her to squeal at every turn I made, but surprisingly she was much calmer. Even though she still had her moments, I never had to experience the stress of being the first teenage driver in the family. 

Being the middle child also makes me the older sister too. Just like any oldest sibling, I get to be more independent. My sister, being the youngest, has to deal with my parents constantly checking up on her and making sure she is doing what is supposed to do. My parents trust that I am more responsible and allow me to have more privileges, such as being able to go places with my friends. 

"How come the middle child appears so different?"people may ask. Some hypothesize it's because they are overlooked. This is my response: It's because we are different! Everyone constantly tells me that my older brother and my younger sister look, act, and even laugh exactly the same. Then they look at me and say, "You aren't anything like them." I laugh because I get this reaction every time someone realizes that we are related. I somewhat like the fact that I do not look or act like them. I get to make a name for myself before people discover my relation to my siblings. I take pleasure in being different from them. 

2 comments:

  1. I posted something on my blog about how it's terrible being the oldest child :) I love the picture haha and it's interesting to see what it's like being a middle child - that's an experience I unfortunately will never have.

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  2. I can totally relate to your brother, being the oldest child. My parents even told me my younger brother had it better as a child because they made all their mistakes on me. They admitted to having basically no idea how to raise a child in my upbringing. Typical oldest child guinea pig. I hope my mom doesn't slam her hand against the window when my brother learns to drive!

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