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The Baby Book November 18, 2013

Filed under: Tales of Humanity's Imperfections — meganorussell @ 8:05 am
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My older sister is having a baby! I’m going to be an Aunt for the first time. My mother and my sister came to visit me, and my mother brought our baby books. I was so excited to see all of my cuteness!

She warned me that mine was not quite as filled in as my sisters. I was expecting a few less pictures of me, and maybe a few less loving paragraphs about how adorable I was. After all, my sister’s baby book was filled with stories about how cute my sister was. How well she learned to sit up. How everyone loved her. My baby book was…shall we say, less descriptive. The pages were only filled in for the first few months. She did paste a picture in for my first birthday, but that was about it.

There were a lot of anecdotes about how I couldn’t figure out how to kiss with a closed mouth, and a note celebrating when I learned how to pucker. I also found out that I puked in my mother’s sneaker. It was so stinky she had to throw the shoe out. I also got a “vicious bite” from my sister who didn’t like sharing attention.

My mother said that it was ok the book wasn’t filled in. There were lots of pictures of me tucked in the back. The pictures were mostly of my sister. My blonde, older sister. I know my mother loves me, but being the second born is hard, even if you are as cute as me!

Please note the look on my face that clearly says, "What is that demon thing standing over there?"

Please note the look on my face that clearly says, “What is that demon thing standing over there?”

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2 Responses to “The Baby Book”

  1. As the older sister, whose place in the family was first destroyed by the second sister (ahem!), and then the third, fourth, and fifth younger sisters, it’s not all wine and roses.

    They were ALL cuter than me – and still are!

    Congratulations on being an Auntie.

    But maybe you will understand why I was one of the five of us to have the LAST child.

  2. Cindy Says:

    John is Child #5 of 6 and when his mom gave me his baby book, all it had filled in was his name and birthdate and one photo. Pitiful. I vowed I’d do better. Ahem…


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