To My Middle Child, The Fortunate One

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Dear Middle Child,

I have a little secret to share with you: you often get a bad rap. It’s not that you develop a complex yourself; rather, it’s handed to you. You’re labeled as “the middle child” before you even get a chance to experience anything significant. But you know what? This has worked out in your favor.

Your Siblings

Let’s talk about your older brother, Ethan. We might have put a lot of pressure on him. He was the “advanced” one who rolled over and walked early, and we were always on his heels, eagerly anticipating his next achievement. He had the spotlight, and with it came expectations. Being the oldest certainly isn’t easy!

Then there’s your younger brother, Noah. He’s had it a bit too easy, hasn’t he? We’ve grown a bit tired by the time he came around, and he’s been able to wiggle out of a lot of the battles you faced. Sure, he has it good right now, but let’s be real—eventually, he’ll have to give up the pacifier and the diaper. That’s going to be a rude awakening for him!

Your Unique Position

And you? You’re right in the sweet spot. I remember the day your dad was trying to help Noah with a bottle while juggling Ethan’s homework. You sneaked away and devoured a stash of Hershey’s chocolate eggs without a single soul noticing. Being the middle child has its perks, huh?

This occasional forgetfulness has made us more sensitive to your needs. We’re fiercely protective of you. The moment we sense any anxiety or sadness, we’re quick to rally around you, ensuring you don’t feel overlooked. But don’t worry—we don’t hover. Your older brother can tell you all about that, and Noah? Well, he’s still the “baby.” You get to just enjoy life as it comes.

Special Moments

Here’s what makes you truly special: while your older brother was everyone’s darling when he was born, and your younger brother was the little one everyone buzzed around, you were my baby. I remember being so excited to welcome you into the world. There weren’t as many visitors, which meant more snuggles and kisses just for you. Your dad took Ethan to the park, leaving us to bond, and I took the time to understand you in a way I hadn’t with the others. You were mine to cherish.

So, there’s no need for apologies about being less documented or not always in the spotlight. You’ve hit the jackpot, kid. Being in the middle is actually a fantastic place to be.

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In summary, you are the fortunate one in our family, thriving in the middle, cherished and understood in your own unique way.