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A Letter to My Middle Child: You Matter
Dear Middle Child,
There you are, sandwiched between your brothers, and I see you. You might not have the freedom your older brother enjoys yet, but somehow, you navigate this with grace. That little smirk when he gets into trouble? Priceless. It’s like you’re crafting your own rule book, taking mental notes on what to avoid.
You’re not needy because, well, I’ve been juggling two tiny humans at once. Your older brother was a whirlwind, and I barely had time to breathe, let alone hover over you. But I see how you thrive in your own space, happily lost in your imagination. You’re a free spirit in a chaotic household.
Sure, life can feel unfair at times, and I know you feel it. But you always find a way to make things work. You’re both a big sister and a little sister, a protector and the protected, and you wear these roles beautifully. Your brothers adore you, even if their words don’t always say it. And while you might not have had those solo moments with me like your siblings did, we share our own special times that I know you cherish.
I remember when I had to stop carrying you because your baby brother arrived just as you were mastering walking. It bothered you, but instead of giving up, you reached for my hand with such determination. It sparked something in you—a desire for independence. Before long, you were strutting confidently on your own, eager to lend a hand with your baby brother. Your willingness to help is heartwarming.
You possess incredible strength and resilience. You understand the art of patience, and you’ve learned to handle the word “No” with grace. You know good things take time. And yes, you can be stubborn, but that’s part of your charm. You push forward, and you know how to show love in abundance.
You’ve transformed my world. Before you, I loved one child fiercely, unsure if my heart could expand. But you proved me wrong. You opened my eyes to the possibility of loving even more, and I realized I could be a great mom to multiple kids. Thanks to you, I can face each day, exhausted but fulfilled, ready to do it all again tomorrow.
You’re a treasure in our family. Some might claim the middle child gets the short end of the stick, but I see you thriving. You enjoy blending in with your siblings, and while that might shift one day (like when your brother gets his driver’s license), I want you to remain determined, patient, and resilient. Keep sharing your gifts, dear one; they may get a little lost in our lively household, but trust me, they do not go unnoticed.
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In Summary:
My dear middle child, you bring so much light into our family. Your strength, resilience, and loving nature are gifts that make our home a better place. Embrace your unique role, and remember, you are always seen and cherished.