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Middle Child Syndrome

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Sandy and Kathy

I was the second born in a family of three girls.  This, of course, made me the dreaded “middle child”.  From experience and observing other families I can say the problems of the middle child seem to be true.

The first child in our family was my sister, Kathy.  She was born four years before me.  She was the first child, grandchild, and niece.  She seemed to be the favorite of everyone from my standpoint.  Then I came along.   I was told that since my parents already had a girl it would have been nice to have a boy.  Oh well, it didn’t turn out that way, but they adjusted.   I remember our home life being normal and pleasant.  My dad was in the service and I was two days old when he was deployed.  So, having no males around I didn’t like them very much.  I have been told that later in life I made up for that! Whatever that means!!!  Then it happened, another girl was born into our family five years later.  This now made me a middle child.   Continue reading

Big Sister Power

I remember the night that I became a big sister. Mom was at the hospital and dad took me to the PizzaVilla. He worked there on the weekends delivering pizzas. He ordered the two of us a large with a different topping on each slice. Standing below the counter, I remember him holding me up so I could approve his special order.

That was the beginning of my experience as the oldest child in our family. But being a big sister was important and “perks” came with the position! Continue reading

Third Time is the Charm

third timeBeing the “baby” in a family of three girls had its benefits and downsides. My ideas and suggestions about things were often discounted because I was the “baby”. On the other hand, I learned to be flexible and to go with the flow. Continue reading

Save the Best for Last

I’m the youngest by 5.5 years of 2 girls in my family.  Mom always calls me her #1 #2.  Being the youngest had its pros and cons.  With a 5.5-year difference between Lisa and me, it sometimes felt like I was an only child.  When Lisa was 18 and going to college, I was only 13 and in 8th grade.   Continue reading

The Power of Red Nail Polish

red nail polish power

As a child, I spent late afternoons during the school year and long summer days with my grandma Is. She wasn’t a teacher by trade, but she taught me what was important through constant example. Continue reading

Family Means Everything

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Gma Is, Uncle Lloyd and Gma Doris at my wedding

Both of my grandmas taught me many life lessons as I grew up and I was so very lucky that they were both with me until I had my own children. Continue reading

Lessons from Grandma Bauer

Grandma Bauer and Aunt Hyc

My Grandma Bauer was a feisty, loving woman. She came to America from Germany as a young woman. Grandpa Joe also came from Germany. I wish I knew more about their early lives but these are stories I never heard. The first thing she taught me was to be more curious about my relatives because their stories are too important to lose. Continue reading

The Birth of My Princess

princessI had always said that I wanted 4 kids.  My hubby said, “No – 2 is fine”.  I offered a compromise and said “How about 3?” He again was adamant that 2 was fine.  But for some reason, my family didn’t feel complete. Continue reading

My Birth of My Pumpkin

pumpkinI was pregnant again and my doctor had told me that my due date was December 13th, but that this was going to be a big baby.  I remember during one appointment, my doctor did an ultrasound and said, “You’re going to have a boy and he is NOT shy!”  Our little boy was in my belly, arms and legs somewhat outstretched and his privates were very obvious!   Continue reading