Having a big gap between siblings

8 Things You Can Only Relate To If A Decade Separates You And Your Siblings

4. Feeling like you actually experienced teen pregnancy.


Here are 8 the best and the worst things you experience if you are a decade older than your siblings! Honestly, I think the good outweighs the bad any day!

1. Being told "You're not my mom!"

Honestly, I can't even say how many times I've heard this one. I would say that every single time I watch my sisters for more than 30 minutes one of them screams either "YOU'RE NOT MY MOM" or "YOU AREN'T THE BOSS OF ME". No, I may not be your mother, but at this very moment I am in charge and you will do what I say.

2. But also...being called Mom.

So if I'm not your mom then why do you accidentally call me Mom all the time? I've also been called Granny on occasion so I'm not really sure what that says about me...

3. Being the ~super~ cool big sibling.

This is probably one of my favorite parts of being a big sister. Nothing makes me happier than when my sisters want to show me off. Even better is when I'm featured on the Insta. I love being the one to take them to lunch, to take them shopping, or just have a sleepover. I will never get tired of being asked to come to their schools for lunch.

4. Feeling like you actually experienced teen pregnancy.

Truth be told, sometimes I have to remind myself that I am not actually a mom. I remember the days I found out that our Mom was pregnant, the days they were born, and holding them for the first time. I changed diapers. I go to cheer practices and soccer games. I've taken them to doctor's appointments and picked them up from the bus stop. I'm not really sure how anyone could expect me not to feel like a mother of two?

5. Being mistaken for a teen parent.

I can't begin to tell you how many times I have been told that I have "beautiful daughters" or have engaged in conversation with a mother just to realize she thought I was also a mother. I know I act older than I am, but I still can't figure out the math of how old I would have to be to have a 9 and 11-year-old.

6. Feeling left out of the little moments. 

Going to college was extremely hard for me, and I think a huge part of that was leaving my little sisters behind. I went from being there for every tooth loss and haircut to finding out news weeks later. Sometimes when I go back home I feel like that horrible aunt that grabs your cheeks and says, "I can't believe how big you've gotten!" Especially at such young ages, they're changing so much so quickly.

7. That special moment when you go from sister to best friends.

Although it's sad that my sisters are growing up so quickly, there is something special about our relationships now. They're getting to that preteen age that is both terrible, yet super relatable. I no longer feel like I am talking to children when I talk to them; we have very real conversations. I see them as some of my closest friends and I hope they see me as the same.

8. Embarrassing the crap out of the little ones. 

But also, our age difference means they are still at the age where family members are super embarrassing. Any chance I get, I will throw a silly face their way in public or hug them so tight they can't breathe.

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15 Things You Know To Be True When Your Sibling Is 10 Years Younger

Being a big sister is the best job.

Growing up with one other sibling I had always grown to want another one. I mean, who wouldn't? When I was nine, my brother and I begged and pleaded for one.

Little had I known my mother was already a few months pregnant. When she made the big announcement though, I was certain she was going to tell us our family was going to Disney World, so hearing I was going to have another sibling didn't seem as exciting as I had originally thought.

However, having a younger sibling so much younger than I am has been so much fun. Granted, I changed so many diapers, given bottles, and entertained him as much as I could over the years, I wouldn't trade him for the world (well, maybe another trip to Disney).

Here are some things that tend to happen when your sibling is 10 years younger than you:

1. Growing up, you turned into what your parents loved to call the "free babysitter."

Let's be real, that was such good practice for being a babysitter for other families. I mean, at 10 years old I was already a pro at feeding babies, changing dirty diapers, and pretty much knew all there was to know about dealing with a baby.

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2. People give you weird looks, thinking you're the mother.

I'm just his sister, I promise!

3. They get away with more stuff than you did as a kid.

Mom definitely didn't let me do that when I was little... not cool.

4. Sometimes you slip and act like the mother.

"If you don't do it, I'm taking this from you and you're in big trouble!"

5. During Christmas, you're up at the crack of dawn because they're so excited to see what Santa brought.

But seeing their face when they walk downstairs makes it all worth it.

6. You still fight and mess with each other.

Of course, you win. Age is definitely a factor.

7. You start to realize they're not a baby anymore and they know how to do pretty much everything at this point (including knowing the password to your phone and playing on it).

Now I'm understanding why my mom would yell at me to stop growing up.

SEE ALSO: 8 Things To Thank Your Mom For

8. You start to see all the wonderful qualities they got from you.

Honestly, he's pretty much a mini-me, and great at basically everything.

9. Then you start to see, not only is he good at what you're good at, but he also excels at things you suck at.

It's okay, he makes up for all the things I didn't do well. You're welcome, Mom and Dad.

10. You always have a little buddy to hang out with and duet with in the car.

It's crazy how many songs he picks up from the radio, that or kids-bop.

11. They FaceTime you at college telling you about their day in elementary school.

This is honestly one of the best parts about being a big sis, it's precious.

12. You're not ashamed an 8-year-old is one of your best friends.

He would be yours, too, if you knew him.

13. You've done the math several times in your head about how old you'll be when he graduates from high school (almost 30). I don't want to talk about it.

It's okay, don't freak out, age is just a number.

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14. Your friends even think he's cool, and he is basically friends with all of them.

He might be more popular than me with them.

15. You wouldn't trade them for anything and know how much of blessing they are in your life.

I love being a big sister to you, dude.

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To The Older Sibling I Never Had, I Wish You Were Here To Guide Me

I know you don't exist, and I know you never will, but sometimes I catch myself imagining a life with you in it.


Even though years have passed since this horrific day, it still haunts my memory. Starting high school is a terrifying feeling and an insane transition when you don't have anyone to guide you through it. It was a mere 15-step walk to the door, and once I was inside my parents promised me there would be somebody there to help me find my classes, so why did I feel like I was being thrown straight into the gates of hell? I counted down the minutes until we pulled into the school parking lot and dreaded the sound of the car door opening and the anticipated start to the "best four years of my life."

As we were pulling up, I saw a girl who went to the same middle school as I following her older brother, who was a senior through the front doors as if it had been rehearsed at home. At this moment, I would have given my right foot to walk in her shoes right behind an older brother just this once. Eventually, with no place to hide, I just walked inside.

Unfortunately, this would not be the last of my longing for guidance from the older sibling I've never had.

I get it, I got a B in math. I get it, if I would have spent last Friday night studying instead of out with my friends it is possible that I could have gotten an A. But, what my parents seemed to not get was that life actually does go on even if you get a B on a report card. Time doesn't stop, your dreams don't diminish, and you are still viewed as a fairly competent person.

Luckily for my younger sisters, it seems my parents eventually did get it at the cost of my phone being taken away for three months and my social life ceasing to exist for the rest of that school year. As I spent every Friday night at home studying I longed, for just this once, to have an older sibling who was willing to take this hit for me.

Why did nobody tell me that it's actually more fun to go to school dances with friends than the boy you barely know who is just desperate for some conversation with the opposite sex?

I always wondered why that girl I went to middle school with never took a date to any of our formals or homecomings. Eventually, four homecomings and two proms later, I realized that this was because stumbling through the awkward introductions to family, tolerating the completely posed and overdone photos that would never actually be posted anywhere because you didn't talk outside of this forced interaction, and small talk over fruit punch and loud music was never actually necessary. Of course, I passed this message to my younger sisters and saved them the struggle of finding out for themselves.

Don't even get me started on being the first sibling to have to navigate applying to colleges.

I really could have used you then. I'm convinced there is nothing more difficult than trying to fill out a FAFSA or Common Application with absolutely no guidance or experience. Is my application essay long enough? Should I apply for early or regular admission? What if I don't get accepted anywhere? As selfish as it sounds, I would have given my other foot not to have to find these things out for myself.

I'd trade a lifetime worth of shotgun privileges to have you in my life to help me figure this stuff out.

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