And I’m fine with it.
There is someone in the world that my three-year-old thinks is more fun than me.
Someone my five-year-old would rather play with than his Dad.
Someone my seven-year-old wakes up just to tell extremely-important-kid-stuff to. Stuff grown-ups just wouldn’t get (and frankly aren’t really interested in).
Two people in fact.
Their siblings.
My three kids can’t get enough of each other.
Oh sure they fight and bicker and pinch and push. They cry over he-took-my-toy and she-touched-my-dinner and why-don’t-I-ever-get-to-go-first?
But there is no one they would rather fight with, and no one they would rather have around.
It is the most important relationship they have.
It will be the most enduring and hopefully one of the most meaningful.
My youngest can’t wait till her big brothers get home from school. My oldest - who is always the first to wake - begs me to let him wake up the others so the fun can begin.
Before any parents of singletons start to swear and hiss, take a step back. I am not damning your choices, nor thinking your child is missing out. In some ways I think parenting an only child must be the most difficult of all, and I know your child gets the same amount of stimulation, love, attention and opportunities as any other.