There has been a bit of talk about only child syndrome on the web lately. The cure would seem simple: get a sibling. I am of course joking. Yet what happens when your only child becomes an older sibling?
This was me at 3 almost 4. I was an only child at this time; in fact I would be an only child well into kindergarten. School of course is the bench mark in which everything is measured. So, if I was an only child by the first day of kindergarten and an oldest child by the first day of 1st grade what is the difference?
I am almost six years older than my sister and the way I see it we didn’t grow up together as we grew up in series. When she was the age I was when she was born, I was in middle school, when she was beginning middle school I was almost done with high school. The gap in our ages meant we were hitting different stages at different times. We also had different personalities and still do.
I don’t think there was much difference between when I was an only child and when I was an older sibling. I think it is how I was raised. I spent most of my childhood ignored and on my own. I did independent play and reading because of the lack of attention at home. I did not need validation outside of myself and that is still true about me. I really do not think that would have changed if my sister was not born. I am however glad she was.