I have been fortunate enough to be surrounded by incredible women all my life, and most importantly my siblings who happen to be all girls. Being both an older and younger sister means I experience both sides of this relationship and have written this piece bearing that in mind.
I have been thinking about how much I benefitted and still do benefit from having sisters, particularly older sisters. So…In honour of my two older sisters’ birthdays I am giving you my:
Top 10 reasons why every girl needs an older sister…
- Your older sister goes through everything in life first, so God basically handed you a “how to” guide when he made you a little sister.
- She teaches you to laugh at yourself by teasing you, so that as you grow other people’s mean-ness has no effect on you… by the same token she may be the reason for some of your insecurities lol… you know you will never be as cool as she is.
- She is your personal diary, if it wasn’t for her your therapist bills would be outrageous.
- You get the coolest stuff from her as a kid, and the coolest clothes from her as a teen, and you have the advantage of an extended wardrobe in adulthood.
- You have a private tutor available to you 24/7 for all your homework and assignments and you may even simply reuse her speeches and projects in some cases… and when you have kids, she will tutor them, craft and paint with them as well.
- If you’re ever in trouble-regardless of the type (school, parents, university, work, family) she always has your back!
- She advises you not to do it, but still covers for you when you insist on doing dumb shit in your early adult years.
- She is a mother to your children and loves them like her own, she also scolds them like they are her own and spoils them like they are her own…there is no difference in her mind between your kids and hers.
- She makes time for you regardless of her schedule, she knows when you’re not ok, she is your biggest supporter and cheerleader and will always be proud of you.
- You have a best friend for life.
I have spent the greater part of my life living amongst women, growing up with 4 other sisters, going to boarding school and sharing rooms/dorms with females only. Even though we were out of our parents’ home at a fairly early age, my four sisters and I always got together over the school and university holidays, and these were most definitely some of my happiest days. Staying up until all parts of the morning and catching up on all the exciting things happening in each other’s lives. Of course having 5 daughters and wife in one house could not have been easy for my father, yet somehow he survived- triumphantly so- as we truly are ‘Daddy’s girls’. Spending this amount of time with my sisters has taught me many things:
- You are almost always going to find underwear hanging in the bathroom.
- When you have this many sisters, 2 of which are about the same size as you, you have an extensive wardrobe to choose from.
- When you have this many sisters, 2 of which are about the same size as you, you are probably going to find some of your favourite items of clothing ‘missing’
- With regard to clothing, some rules did apply, a new piece had to be worn by the purchaser first, before any of the other sisters could loan it for an allocated time.
- Matchy- Matchy clothing were a big NO NO! Whoever see’s it first, gets to take it!
- You were allowed to make fun of your other sisters’ strange habits or features… BUT… if anyone else pointed them out or made fun of the same thing, you automatically turn into attack dog ready to tear that person to shreds.
- “Don’t worry, I’ll keep this for you” meant that you were unlikely to see the item ever again.
- ‘The Hiroshima bomb’- this was when ‘that time of the month’ was being experienced by two sister’s simultaneously. It often involved tears, marching off to respective rooms only to be followed by mum or dad… and a few minutes later… it was as if nothing had happened.
- Food… was a sensitive area in our house, and a few phrases were coined related to food: ‘Steak Cheeks’ (when all of my mum’s steak filling was eaten by one particular person), and being a family that enjoyed food, we also developed the ’The-who-ate-my-breakfast- look’ which is given with a glare and pout that very few can actually pull off- and most recently ‘Fish-market-face’… think about it 😉
- We were very fortunate; we got to go on holidays with our best friends every holiday! And we get to be best friends for the rest of our lives 🙂
Knowing this you can now understand how being the only female in my home leaves me feeling … a little unsettled you could say.
The past few years living with a husband and 2 bubbly boys has taught me a thing here and there:
- Be aware of the area you are about to take a seat in, there is almost always going to be some form of sharp object (sword/gun/stick/pencil) angled perfectly to cause the maximum amount of pain or discomfort to the person taking a seat.
- Try not to look into the cracks between the seats of your couches, make sure it gets cleaned out on daily basis, BUT do not attempt to figure out what food or foods have been stashed there or the length of time it has been there.
- A hand vacuum is a home appliance that you simply cannot live without. Close your eyes, aim, and suck!
- Your pantry is a sacred place that will need to be restocked more often than you can imagine. If not, you may hear comments like,” Muummmm, there’s no snacks! What must we eat?” as if you had not fed them for an entire week. Take note that ‘’Muuuuummmm” is often used interchangeably with “ Biiibiiiiii”
- If there is something you need to use for an alternative purpose, for example, a certain chocolate for baking, this item DOES NOT ENTER THE PANTRY! You will have to find a hiding place for this item as once it enters the pantry it becomes common property and can be consumed by any in-house resident.
- Handy Andy will remove almost anything from walls, couches, mirrors, cupboard doors etc. (note I said ‘almost’ anything).
- No one will ever claim responsibility for bathroom incidents. Your best bet is to threaten, which sometimes works to bring the guilty party to admission.
- Your kitchen cutlery and crockery will inevitably be used in imaginative play (pirate games) regardless of how many toys your children have in the toy room.
- Your make up and perfumes should never be in view of or accessible to the children, trust me, I have taken a nap a woken to find a fully ‘painted’ face!
- Pay attention when brushing your hair… you will be amazed by the things you find falling out!
Growing up with girls has obviously shaped who I am as a person, and I am truly grateful for the men in my life (especially my mini men). You would think that having four other sisters would provide me with enough girly-ness in my life… but it seems that isn’t the case… I am starting to feel the lack of ‘pink’ around here…