Middle Child

Life as a middle child is rough, frustrating, and makes me want to scream!

But it has taught me a lot...
I don't get my way. 
I can be loud.
I get mad.
I am ignored. 
I hate being jealous. 
I always have to share. 
I don't always come first. 
Mommy and Daddy are never all mine. 
I have to do things by myself all the time. 
And sometimes having a little sister isn't all it's cracked up to be, being the little sister isn't really either.

Even though it is hard I have also learned...
I'm great at making friends and I can get along with almost anyone anywhere. 
I am a master at negotiation and I'm only getting better ;) 
I don't mind waiting my turn. 
I like to stand out. 
I don't like when other people are sad, and I'll do anything to make them happy. 
I am flexible when things change and sometimes I even try to help big brother see that "when something seems bad turn it around and find something good". 
I am so loved; by Mommy and Daddy and also by my big brother and little sister. 

I've changed a lot since I've been the middle child but I guess it's not too bad. 

Bella loves attention she loves one-on-one attention more than anything, she loves snuggling and cuddling and cheek on cheek hugs, she just loves being held and adored. I think somewhere in all the crazy we forgot that. And we started getting the wild resentful middle child vibes. 

But fortunately now being the middle child doesn't seem so bad it seems fun, most of the time, as long as she's getting plenty of time standing in her own spotlight.