Siblings. You love them deep down in your heart, even if you’re constantly fighting or purposefully out to get them. But no matter what you do, you know that you would not let anything happen to them. You are the only one allowed to make fun of them or yell at them and if someone else does, you come to their defense. That’s what being siblings is all about.
Picture this though. You have two siblings. One older, one younger, and then there's you. Three children total. Ah, you are the middle child. Don’t worry, I’ve been there and I’m sure every other middle child out there is shuddering at the memories of being what exactly it is like to be the middle child in their family.
I have it different though. I am the middle child but I am also the oldest. In my case, I have an older sister who is eight years older than I am and growing up she did not live with my younger brother and I. When we were young and my sister was over it would be her and my brother against the world. I, being the awkward child and not really knowing why my sister got along better with my brother than she did with me, stayed away. I was kind of forgotten a little bit but hey, that is what being the middle child is about. Sometimes your name is forgotten - okay I mean all the time, and you get called by your sister's, then your brother's and then, maybe, finally your name. That is, if you do not get one of those “hey you” or “whatever your name is”.
Being the middle child you know you don’t quite fit in but you also know there is no other place for you to be. There are perks to being the middle child. You can sometimes get away with a lot, unlike your other siblings because, “Oh, you are the oldest! Set an example for your siblings” or “Awh you can’t do anything wrong, you’re the baby”. It taught me how to share even when I don’t want to. I wanted that other half of the cookie.
I am the person both of my siblings come to when they need something or to vent about the other. I am the level head that they need when something wrong happens. My brother and sister are almost identical in personality, one difference between them is that my brother is shyer, but that might be a phase. I am the odd one out and even from 1000 miles away, I can still be dragged in and caught in the middle.
But hey, if I wasn’t in the middle, where would I be?
