There were originally 3 of us girls in my family growing up. When I was 11, my mom had a tubal reversal and 3 months later, was pregnant with my brother.
My first baby.
That poor boy had 4 mothers, actually. Us sisters dressed him, baby-wore him, and treated him like he was ours.
(I only wish I had a brood of teenage girls to help out around here!)
As you can imagine, he’s learned quite well how treat a lady, to tell her she looks beautiful at just the right time and to tip-toe around our raging hormonal swings.
Today, our first baby is 16.
He survived growing up with not only the 3 of us, but our youngest sister, too. He deserves some kind of medal, I think. I supposed we should take it easy on him if we’re overcome with jealousy when he gives us a hot 20-something sister-in-law.
I love you, Josh and I’m so glad I have you as a brother. Happy Birthday!
Aww…what a sweet post. Hope he's having a great 16th birthday!
Awwww! My little brother was born when I was 12 and he is so awesome! We're so close and I think of myself as him second mama :).
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How cute! And so glad to see! McK will be at LEAST 11 when she has a brother or sister!
aww, simply adorable!
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How sweet! I hope he had a great birthday. You have such a cute family!