11 Things I Want My Younger Siblings To Know

11 Things I Want My Younger Siblings To Know

What you took from me and what you gave me

“Mom, can we take ‘it’ back?” I’m sure I asked my mom and dad this several times amongst the crying and poopy diapers. Whether you were old enough to remember your siblings being born or not, you know the pros and cons of having little ones running around at some point. The constant noise and mess that was only annoying when they made it, the consistent “what’s” and “whys,” and did I mention the crying? If they weren’t constantly trying to play with my toys, mom was letting them eat the brownie batter off of MY spoon. I knew I was destined to be an only child until I realized how terrible life would be without them. There’s just a few things that have come through my mind that I want my siblings to know.

1. When you were born I was automatically kicked off of my own private island; I was no longer “the baby.”

Please understand that I was only mad about you coming because I had to start sharing my food, toys, clothes, and worst of all, grandparents. They were supposed to be all mine.

2. You made me a natural “leader.”

Some may refer to this as being bossy, but I see it as more of guiding you in the correct direction. Seriously, one day you will thank me for making you play “house” with me all those years.

3. When it comes to questions or problems you have, I will always know everything.

I know you know this, but I just wanted to remind you.

4. You became my “go-to” people.

I quickly learned that I could blame everything on you. Someone smeared Sharpie all over the floor? It wasn’t me. You’ll never known how many spankings you saved me.

5. I’m still mad that you will get away with a lot more than I do

Because let’s face it, after me mom is probably not in the mood to deal with you too.

6. As much as I complain about being your personal driver I will miss the hilarious discussions and jam sessions once you’re able to drive

(if anyone is ever crazy enough to give you a license).

7. I might as well be mom emotionally when it comes to you.

I took your cute chubby stage for granted and I tear-up when I see how grown you are. When I look back at pictures of your very first football game or dance recital to now, I can’t imagine where the time went.

8. I will always be your biggest critique.

You missed that tackle? I will tell you how to do it better (see #3).

9. I may always be the first one to correct you but I will ALWAYS be your biggest cheerleader.

I will try to be at most events, and I will definitely be the one to hug you and tell you how great you were.

10. You gave me an automatic best friend when you were born.

I may have asked mom if we could take you back to the hospital, but you can’t imagine how thankful I am for you. You are stuck with me for life and I don’t think anyone will protect and care about you as much as me.

11. I love you, always.

Cover Image Credit: personal photograph

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To The Girl Struggling With Her Body Image

It's not about the size of your jeans, but the size of your heart, soul, and spirit.


To the girl struggling with her body image,

You are more than the number on the scale. You are more than the number on your jeans and dresses. You are way more than the number of pounds you've gained or lost in whatever amount of time.

Weight is defined as the quantity of matter contained by a body or object. Weight does not define your self-worth, ambition or potential.

So many girls strive for validation through the various numbers associated with body image and it's really so sad seeing such beautiful, incredible women become discouraged over a few numbers that don't measure anything of true significance.

Yes, it is important to live a healthy lifestyle. Yes, it is important to take care of yourself. However, taking care of yourself includes your mental health as well. Neglecting either your mental or physical health will inflict problems on the other. It's very easy to get caught up in the idea that you're too heavy or too thin, which results in you possibly mistreating your body in some way.

Your body is your special, beautiful temple. It harbors all of your thoughts, feelings, characteristics, and ideas. Without it, you wouldn't be you. If you so wish to change it in a healthy way, then, by all means, go ahead. With that being said, don't make changes to impress or please someone else. You are the only person who is in charge of your body. No one else has the right to tell you whether or not your body is good enough. If you don't satisfy their standards, then you don't need that sort of negative influence in your life. That sort of manipulation and control is extremely unhealthy in its own regard.

Do not hold back on things you love or want to do because of how you interpret your body. You are enough. You are more than enough. You are more than your exterior. You are your inner being, your spirit. A smile and confidence are the most beautiful things you can wear.

It's not about the size of your jeans. It's about the size of your mind and heart. Embrace your body, observe and adore every curve, bone and stretch mark. Wear what makes you feel happy and comfortable in your own skin. Do your hair and makeup (or don't do either) to your heart's desire. Wear the crop top you've been eyeing up in that store window. Want a bikini body? Put a bikini on your body, simple.

So, as hard as it may seem sometimes, understand that the number on the scale doesn't measure the amount or significance of your contributions to this world. Just because that dress doesn't fit you like you had hoped doesn't mean that you're any less of a person.

Love your body, and your body will love you right back.

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To The Sister About To Move Away, Girl, You've Got This

You may not physically be here right now, but you're always with our family.


You were there on the day I was born, somehow sleeping soundly as our mom gave birth to me. I'll never forget the photograph of her presenting me to the world and you sitting beside her, holding up your newly-purchased beanie baby with pride as if being handed this toy was equal to the miracle of birth.

It was a crab, by the way, which somehow makes it funnier.

Growing up, you loved to trick me. You'd make me do chores for you and steal my favorite Barbies, but I think that's just part of being an older sister. I'd stick my tongue out at you and cry out the same phrase, "Mooooom, Sissy is being mean to me!" In fact, I yelled this phrase so often that it began to take on a musical quality.

You were mean at times, but you always had my back. You physically beat up other children that had wronged me, and you let me crawl into your bed so we could watch TV together and exchange stories. We'd often immerse ourselves in fantasy worlds where we were princesses and we rode unicorns side-by-side.

But we grew up, and our fantasy world evaporated like the muddy puddles we'd play in after stormy nights. One second it was there, and then, it was just gone. I remember having a conversation a few years back where we wondered if we had known the last time we played Barbies would, in fact, be our last.

When I was a seventh grader, you were a junior in high school. Our problems were very different back then, but that didn't stop us from talking endlessly about them. We were so similar. We bonded over cheerleading, cute boys, books and music. But even more than that, we bonded over our similar life views and questions about the universe. We both possessed an innate love for life yet we were both distrustful of society's guidelines.

Watching you enter new life phases enthralled me. I thought, Wow, that will be me someday. I danced around the house in each of your four prom dresses, my imagination taking me to a place much grander than a high school gymnasium. Through your stories, I romanticized the future and hoped that I would be as cool as you.

It was a little tough at times, though, always longing for a different part of life. When I entered junior high, all I wanted was to be in high school. When I entered high school, I decided college was much cooler because that's what you said. And you were certainly right about that one.

You were the only one I felt comfortable sharing my writing with, the only one I knew could read the meaning behind my sideways glances. We just got each other in every way.

And we still do. To this day, you are one of the people I love and trust most. I don't know what I am going to do without you by my side, as you've been right there for 20 years. But I'm so proud of you. Of the many things we would lay around and talk about throughout the years, one topic persisted: moving away. Moving used to be a pipe dream, something beautiful that lived in your mind but would never come to pass.

And then you took a chance. And now that dream is a reality.

I want you to know how much I admire you. You are so incredible and resilient. I've never met anyone so strong-minded and willing to fight for what she believes in. You would never compromise yourself or your values for another person, but you are generous with others and so kind-hearted.

You are curious about the world and have a desire to learn about life and the richness it has to offer. That is a special quality that cannot be learned. You are beautiful in every way and are truly a blessing to have as a sister.

And it is from these very qualities and so many others that I know you will do great on your own. Sure, it's super tough at first; nobody said it would be easy. But if anyone can do it, then that person is certainly you.

I will always cherish our moments together, and you can always count on me to be there on the sidelines cheering you on, no matter where your adventure takes you.

Much love,

Your Little Sis

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