When I was little, I asked my mother for a little brother or sister. She said no. I was confused and heart-broken at first because I really wanted a younger sibling. I only wanted one because my sister and my brother both had younger siblings…me, so I wanted to join the crew. As I got older, I realized that being the baby in the family isn’t that bad. I am the youngest sibling, grandchild, and cousin, and I absolutely love it. Of course it has its drawbacks, for example I am in my 20’s and I still get called the baby, but I also get attention and love that will never go away.

Being the youngest sibling is awesome. I am spoiled to no end, but not that spoiled. Some of the things that I do now, my sister and my brother could not do when they were my age and it sometimes makes them mad. Of course, I am not a wild child and I cannot just go out at wee hours of the night, but my parents are much more chill when it comes to me, because frankly there are tired and at this point, I can’t get much crazier. Also as the baby of the family, if anyone ever tries it with me, I can call my sister, my brother, and my parents. Being the youngest is also amazing, because to me it means that my parents felt that I was the perfect child, so they decided to stop at me (I’m sure there are other reasons, but this one is sufficient for me).

Being the youngest grandchild is great, because everyone knows it, and honestly you can’t forget the youngest grandchild. I feel extra loved and extra cherished, because I am the baby to someone else other than my parents. I am not the grandchild, I am "the grand baby". There are also more perks that come along with being the youngest grandchild like more attention, more bragging about you, and also more money when the holidays come around. Some of my cousins will try to figure out if they are the second oldest or third oldest, but I never have to worry about that, because I know that I am the youngest and that is all that matters.

As the youngest cousin, it is quite interesting, because everyone remembers me, and I do not remember half of my cousins. They watched me grow up and always tell me stories of when I was little. All I can do is sit back and laugh, because I do not remember any of it. Because I am the youngest cousin, I have a huge support system behind me. Whenever I start a new chapter or start a new beginning, they will always be right behind me along with my parents and grandparents cheering for me.

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