"First is the worst! Second is the best! Third is the one with the hairy chest!" We've all heard this during childhood, it's nothing new. This motto doesn't only apply to relay races, and who-gets-there-first contests, but also children. More specifically, though, the sequential order of the children, especially the first one in the family. If you're a first born kid, then you can most likely relate to the saying "Being a first kid is murder" or "We are the hamster experiment of our parents." It's undeniably true, since first-time parents totally have no clue as to how we'd react to certain solutions that they might have thought to put us on.

We're also usually the kid who has to fend for ourselves because of the younger brothers and sisters. As being the eldest, we have to put our feet into possible risk, so that we (or our parents) are able to point it out and tell our siblings. And I'm quite sure that we've been told more 'no's' in our lifetime, since there is a possibility that we will screw up for life. I had a girl in high school tell me that her older sister wasn't allowed to get her eyebrows done at 15, but yet, she was given the green light for getting her eyebrows groomed. The situation is pretty much the same for me, except it doesn't involve eyebrows or younger sisters. I have a younger brother, by two years, and it's unfair majority of the time. When I turned 15, I had expressed an interest in wanting to drive, but I immediately got shut down by my parents. However, when my brother did the same thing, my parents had no problem. They agreed to teach him, but he got his permit later on, and is now driving better than me! In another situation, he went to a psychologist just because my parents thought there was something wrong with him, and it turned out be my brother talking to himself! Seriously, my parents thought their son had some sort of life-long defect in his DNA. Psh, I asked for a psychologist because I had more serious thoughts in mind, which involved my life, but was also shut down.

And then there's the oblivious attitude concerning behavior; my brother loves calling me 'poop', but never gets in trouble if he says in front of my parents. Why? They dismiss it like an annoying fly! It's incredulous because whenever tell him to shut up or give a smack on the arm, I immediately get a lecture. My brother has smacked me in front of my mom and dad before, but got absolutely nothing! He listens to music while homework (which is HUGE no-no in my house) right in front of my parents, but doesn't get called out for it. I have earbuds in, usually I'm listening to interviews on YouTube, or a tutorial, but I get all sorts of abuse and threats hurled my way, when I wasn't even listening to music in the first place!

This might seem as if I'm complaining, but in a way, I am because it's totally unfair! We never asked to be born first, nor do we fully understand what it means to be the eldest kid in the family. And then we have to hear our own mom and dad stay up late, wondering what in the world is wrong with us. The answer is oh-so-very-clear, but who's gonna be in charge of pointing that out? I've tried multiple times, but my parents, literally, laugh it off. It's as if telling them my brother's mischiefs are the most hilarious jokes in the world. Being the first child doesn't equate to being a horrible person, moreover, when did that logic begin to make it way to the world? Why is that Team Oldest Kid gets denied of what they want, and they have to watch their younger siblings be coddled? What have we actually done to deserve such a treatment?

Whatever it is, I hope and pray to God that I don't end up the doing the same treatment with my own children. Of course, some people might say that the temptation to do so will "come naturally." Pfft, we'll just see about that! "First is the worst" might live on, but that ain't happening for my future off springs. I can kiss that good-bye! #TeamFirstWillNotBeOverruled